To perform as such
By command of Caesar
As the hand is raised
I know now I must please yuh

Don’t look so unimpressed
I’m rusty for I have not done this in a while
Just don’t let the jury adjourn me yet
As I currently stand on trial;

Period, I do beg your pardon
I never expected this from you
And I’ve seen the state of your garden

As i stand tarred and feathered
And my body is worn and weathered

I begin to understand, that the false premonitions of life presented,
Were what I never intended
To be apart of

As I stand tarred and feathered
And I lower my head to be severed

I don’t understand, why the dreams imagined in my sleep
Never came true
Could this be why I feel so blue?

And like the Afore mentioned colour
My skin turns a darker shade

For up my mind is made
As my life is taken,
Before the turn of a second decade

I haven’t felt this way in some time
And yet my hopes are still crushed at a moments notice,
To wait this amount of time for nothing, I’m beginning to feel hopeless
The packet is empty, no need for forced medication and forced smile
As things at this moment seem I’ll be waiting even longer than a while

Oh what to do with myself with all this free time, sit in my own self pity or commit some form of crime
In my eyes I’ve already done the latter, and prime suspect is my dull chatter

I try my best I’m not gifted in this form of sport, but while my legs felt they were running, my heart has already been caught.

These words came to me, to help myself not feel so low
But ask me if I feel there’s any glimmer of hope, I answer the only way I know,
Oh?
No.

Last night I dreamt
With my eyes wide open
It’s becoming second nature now
As I sit all night and quietly mope ‘n
Think back through all the scenarios running through my head, of any wrongdoing
Please let me go to bed
My mind will not seize to stop
All these thoughts so vivid and bright
There’s no need to sleep now for it is broad daylight
Do I try to not lie and cry and wish to die
In my room that resembles pig sty, no of course not why? look me in the eye
What is it you see
Sadness city
it’s population, 3
The people that live there are,
I myself and me.

2:22
What the hell am I to do
I cannot sleep
I cannot wake
I channel an inner scream
How much more can I take?
Close my eyes once more
Did I surcome to peaceful slumber?
I lay in my pit and wonder
No not at all, this is becoming a chore
I look over at my clock, it reads
2:24

I sit here in my chair at a house party
Not knowing anyone, and wishing to depart quickly

Home sweet home
That’s what they say
To be honest anywhere other than here
Would be heaven in some way

But now I stand, as applause beckon throughout
They expect a good performance,
Sadly I doubt

But I can coast on through
Like most things in my life
However there is option 2
I raise my chin and proceed to slit my throat with knife

Oh how quaint, what a way to bow out
Encore encore,
Sadly I doubt

I wave goodbye, for home I venture
For I never want to come again

I hope you all hang