It's kind of sick,
'cause I've written poems like a kid.
I've got nothing else to say,
it makes me feel so wierd.
I make myself to hate some one,
but I think these hatreds inside are gone.
I try to think about more pain,
sorry I ain't got no brain.
Trying to find more rhymes,
just wasted more times.
I don't know where to start,
'cause I've been annonyed by dog barks.
I don't know... I don't know... Arrrrrrrrr!!!
Let's declare some more hatred war!
Nothing's wrong with me... nothing's wrong !!!!
