Dead

There is one thing i want right now and it's you, dead. Dead bcuz, day after day, that's how i feel. Bcuz thats how you make me feel, with your harsh words and unfriendly glares. With you and your friends threatening my life. Threatening my very existence. I want you dead bcuz i can actually make it happen. To me you are nothing but a twig waiting to be broken. It would be easy, so easy you arent even worth it. But yet I still want you dead.