IM GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU

[Samuel]

Why is he always bothering me?
He’s touching my desk, can’t you see?

Planning, thinking, deliberating
I’m thinking of killing, configuring…

He’s close nearby
I wonder want it’s like to see him fly

Smelling his putrid rank
Contemplating whether to attack his flank

He opens his mouth I hear not a thing
What would it be like to see in his neck a fang?

I interrupt him saying “Shut the fuck up, before you take flight”
“I’m going to fucking kill tonight”

He shuts up, and alarms the teacher
They ask questions, just like the leechers

FUCK YOU I SAY
WHY MUST I BE THE ONE TO LAY

I COME TO SCHOOL TO LEARN
BUT WHY AM I THE ONE SINGLED OUT, NOT ALLOWED TO EARN?!

FUCK YOU ALL, YOU ALL CAN DIE
DO YOU WANT TO SEE WHAT ITS LIKE IN MY INSIDE?


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I was just thinkin about troubled kids in schools and such. I don't like it, not very deep. =P

[Shamino]

Not deep, and the rhyming scheme is a little bleh- but I see the meaning and I see its there.

[Samuel]

My thoughts exactly. Didn't spend much tiem on it, and didn't give it alot depth.

Was more of a get my thoughts NOT feelings out. =)

[Dale]

Kinda ... seems weird. Get into it more and it could be niceeeee