I guess I'm just going to have to hide under my desk
Because every word, every second with you is like a
Nuclear explosion in my eyes.
They taught me to cover my face and neck
But not my heart
From evil weapons like you.
Burn another cigarette hole
Through my lungs
And hang me up to dry.
I can let you destroy everything
Cause I know you'll feel better
And destroying is easier than building
In a world where
I can't have anything nice and remarkable.
I'm dying alone in a classroom
Full of kids that understand
Until words like "alcoholic" come into play.
I know they care
But I know they don't.
Not enough to try to aid
In my recovery from these scars.
I've been called a *****
Because I like my friends as men
But that's simply because they seem to understand
A lot better than these ***** faced hoes I get
To try to solve my problems.
They sit in front of desks and ask me if I've done bad
And I can't help but to say "yes"
Even though I've done all I can.
I'm going to sink into oblivion
As I watch the lights flash and take over my thinking.
Anything is better than thinking
At this point.