first poem

I want to help you
but, you wont help
your treat me like a fool
am i the tool? Sitdown
on this stool shut up and listen
you were the best now its
time to rest. apperantly i failed this test.
what did i do wrong? i am sorry my foot is on your throat
and you cant breathe. thtas to bad i was looking forward
to what you were going to say. were you going to tell me
how much he had to pay. theres what i had to say. i guess
you could get up and leave. thats if you could breathe