Z

"hey so.. this is.. K.. i wanted to say thanks for helping me but i have to

tell you my thoughts and opinions.. about what you said to me about

making friends..."

 

Z listen to me!

do i look like a goddamn somebody

I dont have a life

i shouldnt be alive

i should end my life

I should end my strife

you dont know who I am

you dont know who i am

im a psychopath

im a sociopath

im a maniac

 

K calm down..

lift that frown..

lets laugh like a clown..

Lets liven up this town..

 

NO dont talk to me

we are not a we

im alone kapeesh

im not your dog on a leesh

sit, roll over, i think not

get out of my face you thot

maybe i should die

nobody will cry

i wish i could fly

up very high

i could probably try

worse is i could i die

up i go in the sky

to fall and cry

the knife is dull

like my soul

life's out of control

think about the kids who cry all day

who tell their friends to stay away

get joked at school for being gay

then are asked are you ok

they answer yes withe a smile

but i know they're in denile

whats wrong with scoiety

that kids cant live in a democracy

this counrty were free

yet I dont think so

i think they all lied

so to the world I SAY HELL NO

 

K... i-

 

dont K me Z

you are fucking crazy

to think of my safety

your really fing shady

and very weird lately

i am depressed

and very stressed

and yes this i confessed

but lets forget it right?

im happy despite

the lies right?

i should grab the knife

and open my wrists

and pour out all my life

 

Z... forget it..

you never listen

to any of my opinion

or any i have given

or have written

my end has begun..

do me a favour...

bring your gun..