You Don't Know Me

Listen to this blogcast in MP3 Audio. I don't care for what you say, My life is lived in my own way. I bathe in your hatred and ignorance, My beautiful mind a shining lance. In dark filthy noisy places, Where you live without an essence, My actions follow reason, glory, future, hope, With none of which you can cope. A partial zombie without dreams, It has no meaning, As you scream, scream, and scream. Boss as fuck.