The depth of pain he's feeling can't be described.
He walks the halls alone with no one by his side.
He's slammed into a locker or punched in the face.
There's nowhere to escape in this scholarly place.

He walks home burning.  
His world has stopped turning. His heart holds a yearning.  
His stomach is churning.

He goes into his dad's room to look under the bed.
The colors in his mind swirl a ****** red.
He grabs the gun and begins to plan their demise.
For once he'd like to see the fear of God in their eyes.

He slowly walks to school.
He won't be anyone's fool.
His bag holds revenge's tool.
They'll stop whipping the mule.

When he walks through the door everything goes black.
He blindly squeezes the trigger during his insane attack.
The screams and pain around him don't reach his ears.
When the bullets run out his eyes begin to stream tears.

He drops to the cold floor.
Did he cause this gore?
His soul spills from his core.
He's wide awake once more.

Later that day he sits alone in a cramped cell.
He already knows that he's been ****** to hell.
He wishes that he could change the fury he showed.
But he was a ticking time bomb ready to explode.

He prays for his soul.
This was never the goal.
He's dug his own hole.
He hears the bell toll.

I bear no responsibility for my evil deeds.
I was born this way so the good book states.
I'm allowed to ***** nilly spread my seed.
Jesus will step in to save me from a fiery fate.

I'll just go through life in pursuit of pleasure.
Nevermind that knife I just stuck in your back.
My Sunday confessional is my true measure.
I'll enter heaven when the Earth fades to black.

Why should I give a penny to the homeless poor?
When I earned every penny with this evolved mind.
Those slobs will never enter through heaven's door.
Get a job, it's not like they're deaf, dumb, or blind.

While I sit in my cozy house and think of my life.
Maybe I've been a little coarse to my fellow man.
But isn't it God's duty to tend to other people's strife?
Hey he made this place, I assume he has a plan.

I'm not crazy
I'm just something you've never experienced before
Ask me what I want to be when I'm older
I will tell you everything and nothing, because I'm conflicted like that
I want  the entire universe in the palm of my hands
Keep a planet in my pocket
I want the grains on sand to spell my name
The wind to send me whispers
I want all the pretty flowers and all the shiny trinkets
And I want none of these things all the same
I'm not crazy
Just something you've never seen before

Lion-O
his sword raised
cries to the heavens
"THUNDER, THUNDER, THUNDER!"
Mumm-ra laughs and sends his troops
Lion-O decimates them
Thundercats, **!

... In my heart I've killed a thousand men. The anger was once so uncontrollable all I could do was lash out at those who cared for me.. The ones who raised me.. The women who loved me.. The friends who looked to me to lead them.. The sadness was once unbearable.. The guilt was once unbearable.. The pain seemed as though it would never go away..


.... he saved me!