Thank you for the venom

You were a narcicist, a selfish, an idiot, an incredibly insecure person. You didn't think 'bout the others, you just did things 'cause your craziness made you, and sometimes, even if it sounds really weird from you, you didn't give them a second thought. You had the most amazing eyes ever. You were a walking contradiction, you took care of yourself, but then you destroyed everyting you were. You started from scratch, you had it all, and you were always waiting for something different, you have never ever been completely happy. When you weren't famous that was the problem, and you spent days thinking of it, and not giving a damn to everything else, when you were famous, you spent days under the effects of heroin, or with withdrawal, always complaining. Your family, your stomach pain, your band, everyone was the problem except from you. You weren't you! You, the genious, the weird poet... Ha!You thought everything, you were so scared of not-beeing-cool. 

But you were an artist, one of the best artists ever, it came so natural to you, and you created the best music ever, the way you expressed your twisted mind was amazing. You had a lot of fears, a really hard childhood, and a way of beeing that nobody would ever understand. You weren't interested in money, well, i really don't know what the hell were you interested in. You were really sweet with girls, kids, animals, you needed love, help. You were a good person, after all. And I fuckin love you, i keep on finding things 'bout you, good and bad things, and i love you more every second. I just wanna hug you and tell you everything is gonna be alraight.