[Verse 1]
I wrote a story in the book of life today
I turned the page and then I turned and walked away
'Cause what I wrote was just symbolic of the time
I've been surrounded by another state of mind

[Chorus 1]
You do this to gain control
You say that to make yourself feel whole
You say this just to be kind
I see it's all just a waste of fucking time

[Verse 2]
Sometimes the problems freeze the pen that's in my hand
No rules provided that will make me understand
And then I think about the notes that I just took
I put it down, I look around and close the book

[Verse 3]
Cause I see the writing how it can be
I write this paragraph to tell me that I'm me
All rules provided, symbolic of the time
It keeps me from falling into another state of mind

[Chorus 2]
I do this to gain control
I do this to make myself feel whole
I say this not to be kind
What do I see, just wasted fucking time
[Outro]
STIGMA!!