Short story from the one who wrote this

And you're a stranger they know well

You read their mind and left your life an open book

Now you wanna die in some hotel

You deserve this

God damn, in some respect you've earned it

Who wants to change this bogus world?

Hey mom it's me or someone on our window sill

Yell I ain't disturbing your quiet numb

If something gets lost

If something breaks, I'll be wide awake

Not that this revelation's changing anyone at all

And all of your new friends, they seem boundless

And all of that money spends you flat

I'm sure that something bad will come of this review

Some past due like karma or revenge

I deserve this