Am I Mean? Lyrics

Am I hateful? Am I mean? Am I everything I didn't want to be?

Am I ruthless? Am I cruel? Am I the fountain of youth or a puddle of drool?

Oh, believe me. I want to be good. I plan to be misunderstood.

I think I need some time alone.

Am I ignorant? Am I diseased?

Was it mom or dad? Or growing up high on tv?

Am I dirty? Am I too clean?

Am I good enough to join the team?

Oh, believe me. I want to be good. I plan to be misunderstood.

I think I need some time

Alone

( poem )

And when the lion begs his little prince

"Please tame me"

Do both parties understand

The levity of such violent delights?

Excessive repressive compulsion

It's obvious there's no introspection

It's all in sediment

Your sentiments aren't salient,

They're sentient

Scribbling flowers into margins that mold

And that rot is climbing bedsheets

Aerial artists wreaking havoc in perpetuities

Like a beaten dog, it lashes out

Can something be evil

When the sins are born of survival?

Is my evil my survival?

Am I sin born of survival?