It's a crazy
Fucked up
Shitead life
I hold my head
In my hand
Feel my greasy skull
And I want to scream
Rip up my paper
Puke till no tomorrow
Fucking throw a tantrum
Till my face turns red
Don't fucking tell me
That I'm crazy
Because I'm not
Blame it on the guy I desire
I fucking love him
But I detest his games
Fuck fuck fuck
I hate the word
I claw the paper
Begging to annihilate
Whoever eyes me
Shut up Angela
I fuckin heard
That you liked the sandwich