You walk in the door
It's a normal day
You're lips turn upward
In the smallest of smiles
Your heart is racing
Your thoughts are going everywhere
This is the day
This is the day you've been waiting for
This is it
This is the day you ****
Today you **** everyone
Your inner psychopath comes out
You pull out your gun
And you shoot
Until there's no one left
Then you take yourself
Because you think that's what your supposed to do
You were crazy
A crazy person with a gun
A gun you should've never had
But the gun didn't **** the people
You did

I've been thinking
That maybe I should write a book
A novel
But then I say to myself,
"No, you can't do that."
"You're thoughts go all over the place."
"You have to be focused to write a book."
"You're not focused."
"You can't even focus yourself long enough,"
"to keep you sane."
Yeah, I'm not going to write a book
Or a novel
I have to work
On my sanity first.

My legs are smooth.
My arms are smooth.
My lips are smooth.
My personality is smooth.
Smooth and sly
Like James Bond as a cat.
I can steal too
Like the man who stole the moon.
With my specialties
I could easily take you over.
I could sneak up behind you,
Like a sly, sly dog,
Trick you with the smoothness of me,
And steal everything you own,
Including your heart.
I guess you could say
I'm just that sneaky.

I'm stumbling
I'm grabbing things
I'm trying to hold
But I can't
I'm falling

What's happening?

I look to my left
I see you
With that sinister smirk of yours
I look to my right
I see me wearing the same expressin

Who are you?

There's bugs crawling all over me
They bite my eye sockets
The skies open up
God looks down and says,
" I hate you, you ***** *****. "

Why me?

I think I've finally done it
I think I've finally hurt you
Like you've hurt me

You said, "Let's go to the bathroom."
I said, "Wait, let me get drunk first."

You said, "I really miss hanging out with you."
I said, "I miss not being sober."

You said, "I want to be more than your friend."
I said, "I want to get more ****** up."

I think I've finally hurt you
Because now you know that
You've made me so disgusted with myself
That I can't be around you or me
Sober.

This world is perverse
Sickos run everything
People feed their hungers
With the most immoral things
****
Whips
Pain
******
Hating
Killing
It's sick
Disgusting
Perverted
It seems as if
No one can control themselves
Anymore.

It's too much
I'm not dealing with your *******
  I'm going to block you out
   I'm going to escape this place
    I'm going to forget everything
     Just for a little while
      I'm going to be numb
       I'm going to be happy
        Just for a little while