Ignorant Asshole

Perpetually Broken, I stumble everywhere. Maybe they were right, out of step, out of tune, out of sync. Can I swallow glass to keep me from spitting these words? I want somebody here, right in front of me, to strip me completely. Make me unlearn everything I've fought to retain. You know, someone tough. Someone not like me. Not an ignorant asshole. I need to be wise, but that's never going to happen. I need someone to fuck me up. When I push myself to conceive that I'm at war with all I'm really the one to fault. I'm at war with myself. I'm an ignorant asshole, and I, I loathe, no, I unbelievably despise ignorant assholes. Just throw me in a courtyard, bound and blinded. Make me eat dirt, Make me frightened. Make me a savior, or even a martyr for all the ignorant assholes. I mean, this is the only possible way I can learn from my mistakes, right? It doesn't matter what our friendship was. It doesn't matter that I could nay receive anymore than I've given away. But, oh, how quickly I forget, I'm an ignorant asshole. I'm darkness plummeting down a neverending hole. I'm an ignorant asshole. Yes, I'm sincere. But I'm sincere about my criticism. I'm sincere with my hate. I'm sincere with my disdain for everything. Compassion? For me? Remember now, young lad, ignorant assholes don't deserve the slightest amount of compassion. I need to be stripped. And you're the chosen one. You can kill me. You can pluck this ignorant asshole out of this world. Come on, boy, you can do it. What are you afraid of? We're all in this together. I hate, judge, and ruin and you fight, save, and give back hope. It's an eternal cycle. It's an everlasting struggle between good and evil. But the crowd knows Good always wins. Ignorant assholes always lose. Ignorant assholes always retire in shame. Ignorant assholes always fail, right? You can't cleanse me. You can't purify me. I'm a goner. Once an ignorant asshole, always an ignorant asshole. Just put me in the grave. Throw me in the lion's den. This isn't about me now. It's about you. It's solely upon you. You bare the brunt of victory. It's always completely about you. Wipe me out. Take me out. Burn me. Make me ash. Come on you fucking genius, stomp me out. I deserve so, right? Of course. I'm an ignorant asshole. Let the congregation know, that everything's a-go. The savior, the martyr, is ready to go. I'm ready to float into the black abyss of nothingness. Or dead some might call it. You threw me in the courtyard, bound and blinded. You made me a savior, a saint, in the name of all ignorant assholes. You stoned me. You hung me. You dragged my carcass around the same pool of dirt you made me partake of. You rid the earth of the ignorant asshole. I'm gone. I'm a goner. Oh, but the memory of the ignorant asshole is still alive. It's feeding upon the thoughts of people like you. It's feeding upon the thoughts of innocent bystanders. My memory is a festering, bloody wound. It's fresh. It's growing. It's like an infection. It will grow to influence. There will be a multitude of ignorant assholes before you have the time to blink. I'm like the sun rotting the eyes out of anything that stares at me. I may be finished, but there will be more. You've failed to remember, no matter how many times you wipe me out, no matter how many times you lock me up, no matter how many times you cross me out, no matter how many times you rid the world of me, no matter how many times you kill this, best friend, there will always be an ignorant asshole.