You want to love, and you want to die,
You think you are above all the lies,
You can perceive with the greatest of eyes,
You know your path and you can't deny,
That your end is nearing, it's close by,
Today you will end it all, so you cry,
You put on a white suit and black tie,
You want to feel something one last time,
You take out a knife and cut deep in your thigh,
******, but ready to go off to school,
Leaving the knife, bringing a gun as your tool,
The scenery changed, and the weather is cool,
The colors all blend and the sounds interlude,
Your vision is blurry and gray like your mood,
You quickly notice that the barrel protrudes,
You hide it better before you are pursued,
By one of those stupid law keeping dudes,
That would destroy your destiny, how rude,
Entering school as an intelligent senior,
Always showing a quiet, somber demeanor,
Looking oddly fancy today, a lot cleaner,
Eyeing down some guys that look a whole lot meaner,
Waiting thirty minutes till' she arrives, you're eager,
To carry out your plan, you are today's grim reaper,
Sitting anxious at a table, a nervous creeper,
Ready to attack janitors or the grounds keeper,
Chattering and a message over the loud speaker,
All sounds blend together, the whispers and the shouts,
Waiting for what seems like ages, you have your doubts,
You think she might just not come to school and you pout,
While other kids show off their Gucci, Supreme clout,
See her walk in and your sweating, but sturdy and stout,
Your stomach is the famine, your mouth is the drought,
You walk up to her to show her what your about,
Thoughts can't be contemplated, and words can't be spout,
So, you press against her lips as you blow your brains out.
