I am free. You are lost.

Radio silence is something to fear,
But all this attention seeking isn't something I should deal with, this shouldn't effect me.
Because you're only fucking up your own lives sure, yeah, I do some bad things, I need people to respect me, to notice me, but what you do is annoying.

But I really shouldn't care.

Everything annoys me,
That it's pretty much fact, but there are good things in the world, happiness exists in places some people wouldn't expect it to. But life is easy, even for people dying, they know that life can be easy, can be good. Is easy, is good. But things you do annoy me.
You're so proud to show off your shiny new toys.
So proud to spread your new lies, your new ploy to get the respect and attention of others.

But I don't trust you,
I won't respect you.

Stop trying to be free, stop trying to be happy, trying to earn respect of others,
If you didn't lie, if you didn't whine, and if you don't bitch.

Then maybe you could be free.
And when you're free, I'll care about you.