i hated the masses

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My 16th birthday i chose destruction
My granny was at stake her laugh an unction
I was promised a truck i had that hope
Girls have no hope they get my nope
I broke down every single day
My body man was a mechanic but he was strayed
My uncle spoke to him in private my carb screw
I needed to adjust it that's all i had to do 
But i didn't i was so mad at Granny
She had called my promise a dream her loud fanny
It was so loud in a huge burst
Boisterous eruption her laughter
Heads were turning to look at us
My table my presents my heart bust
Homework i had all above level classes
I hated her with no love i hated the masses
But most of all i hated myself
First & foremost that's the front shelf
If you can't love you, nobody will
WhaT=t i speak's the truth shame or guilt
i love you,
michael"DEE"house