Have you ever tasted coal?
Don’t make your goal
I will tell you what it tastes like
Imagine a bike
Then eat its tyre
Then set your mouth on fire
The soot mixed the rubber
If you eat too much, you’ll get blubber
When you’re pushed over the ground tastes like coal
You try to keep control
I don’t like being mad
People have always told me it’s bad
But I want to hurt them
Everyone thinks I’m a gem
They think I have no pain
But they can’t see the strain
Everything hurts
It appears I’ve ripped my shirts
I wonder how
I can’t hurt anyone it’s a vow
So, I keep my head down
I ignore anyone around
Goodbye once again
Write it in pen
I’ll shout it from the steeple
Sometimes I hate people