Hedonism, I dig it
I ride pleasure on life's highway
Wanna be on a high, you know
Happiness tickles me
The see saw of life isn't my type
I see only happy hormones dancing in me
I've learnt to scrape pain and bleed it
I laugh at its resultant pain
My scars have designer looks
They are my shame that I need to cover up
I deck them in a decorative frame
I crush negativity inside me
Ah! They lie buried under rubbles of hate
'They are bad feelings that are no good, mate'
goes the voice inside me and I don't let them define my fate
I...