"The real me you'll never find"

On a mission started by my own admission
I will leave you all behind
By direction I'll create my own protection
The real me you'll never find

Aspirations turn to fear and desperation
Nothing's ever good enough for you
Burn in sorrow 'cause I see there's no tomorrow
You'll only see what I want you to

Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Way down deep inside there is a real me
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Way down deep inside they haven't found me yet
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll get

On a mission to establish my attrition
You may think that you have won
Your rejection has brought on my introspection
I'll escape I'll only run

Accusations may destroy my motivation
I can feel it when you're pushing me
Burn in sorrow 'cause I see there's no tomorrow
Only I know which me you'll see

Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Way down deep inside there is a real me
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll see
Never gonna find me
Never gonna find me
Way down deep inside they haven't found me yet
I'm always gonna hide and this is who you'll get

Break away!
Run!
Down inside!
I've got to!
Push it way!
Down!
I did not choose this!
God Dammit!

I don't really know
What I want to say
I can't afford the throw
Can't make it go away
Try to make it through
Fuck your decision
I can't feel myself
But I'm burning up now!

Never gonna find me...


Hmm. Makes you think, doesn't it.
Here's some food for thought (now THAT makes ME think)(I mean, how can you feed thought?) Thought is just a state of a conscious mind, how can you feed something that doesn't physically exist?
I mean, sure, you could increase the nutrient supply to the brain, but would that really feed thought?
How is it possible?

"Wow. That was a nerd-ified rant. What's happened to Ben?"

So it's finally Easter, one of my favourite times of the year.

"Why? He doesn't even like chocolate!"

Because I get to relax, without any cares, for 5 days. Normally. This year, I have work, but thats nothing. Speaking of work, they just called me in. But since I don't like Joe, I'm not working it. Hehe. I hope no one from work finds this. Wouldn't taht be funny if Joe found it?
Although, first he'd need to read, so I reckon I'm safe.
Ben.
P.S Ost-Pay Inety-Nay Our-Fay!