My hands ball into fists
I can’t handle this
My face is red
i have to clear out my head

I hate it
I feel like ****
Every day I spiral down
While my friends don’t even frown

I’m so sick of it all.
Why can’t I just fall
To the Floor?
i can’t take it anymore.

You know what? I’m done.
I hope you had your fun.
Since I don’t have a gun,
i guess I’ll just have to run.