You call me names
and push me around.
you think im a nothing.
but what goes around comes around.
you think you’re so much better than me
just because you wear abercromie and i wear gothedout…
but you dont even know what im all about.
im glad to be an outcast,
im glad to be a freak.
why the fuck do you judge me
if you havent even heard me speak?!
so go ahead,
kill me with your words.
they mean nothing to me.
but be aware of what happens to you…
maybe in the end you’ll find out how it all came to be.
Watch your backs.
Death awaits you all!