I spit straight from a dangerous mind into a rhyme my only dream is suicide, do or die, I wanna shoot up my school worse than the Columbine so many kids I want to die for tormenting me all out through my life I asint got no friends except a airsoft gun and a 6 inch knife cut myself every night its my way of saying good night let myself bleed cuz its a rush for me the taste of my own blood makes me crazy and I cut and slice again and again mom dont care she sits on the couch drinkin a bottle of jin my excuse for my cutting is everybody hurts me emotionaly now it is my turn to hurt me physicaly sonn it will be internally, I dont need drugs to get me high I dont need beer to get me by all I need is a pen and a pad to let my emotions slide this is how I get out all my anger, frustration thats winds inside this mind of mine, I am already in a rage and I am only 12 years of age see here are my past 2 years at the age of 10 my pops died I barely cried unless it was to extinguish the fire in my eyes it still is burning as my age keeps turning my pupils get smaller and the fire rises I asked myself why is this man screw it I am sick of this.... feeling sorry about myself all I am saying is that I am living in a livin hell//

Man..... Not much but it should do I am tired and cant right

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LyL PyRo BITCH