The nowhere kid.

"where are you going with your life? you're a loser."
i'm not exactly sure why i keep coming back to this. don't cut me down and then try to pick me up again- it doesn't work like that. you know it too, so i don't know why this keeps going on.
if the early bird gets the worm, you're the one that's been waiting for days.
there's all this talk. these worms, they aren't quiet. they know you're waiting. they know that i'm waiting too. so what ends up happening?
you clearly become frustrated and leave like we know you will while i sit and wait.
wait with my current no-direction life.

is it better to be the hypocritical elitist, or the nowhere kid?
who's the winner?
is the one who is a whole lot of talk and lies but can force themselves through any situation better?
or is it the one who manages to get by with a masterplan?
again, the answer is obvious.
the elitist will always be the better one; they have the plan and force it down everyone's throat whether they want it or not.

i'm a nowhere kid.
right now, i'm going nowhere.
the only problem for you is how you're going to react when i make it.
nowhere kids become somewhere adults.
not strungout fakes.

your session is up; hand back my keys.
i'd like to give someone who is actually worth my time, thanks.