Her pale skin is painted with blood,
And her mouth had the most twisted grin.
As she stood over the body,
That was once her lover.
She felt Jealousy, Anger but no sadness.

The clock on the wall ticks
As time goes by.
Tick. Tick. Tick.

Time sure flies when your killing time.

Waiting to be done
Waiting to be free
Waiting to be gone
Oh so tired of waiting
All I do is wait and it bothers me
Go do something about it, they all yell at me
Waiting to go out and do something crazy with people I love,
that'll  be daring
Waiting for that guy to sweep me off my feet
Waiting for this paper to finally be complete
And that's how this all started by procrastinating,
on this **** project that I stare at blankly
Decided to take a break
by writing this slowly
Time to get back to my studies