I hate the little children
they are every were to me
I hear them when I’m sleeping
I see them when I’m awake
They’re always here to me
I hate there little guts
with there little tiny brains
and they’re little high-pitched voices
they tease and tortured me
haunt and taunt me
I can’t escape them
I can’t get out
They’re here right now
They’re watching me
They’re staring at me
with there little dark eyes
they arrant a gift from heaven
They’re the little demons from hell
there picking at what little sanity I have left
I am slowly being devoured
13 little demons from hell
that I have to watch
13 of them taking up my time
because of them I have no life
I can never get out
I have no friends
my mom always expects so much from me
I try my hardest
to do my best
but it’s never good enough
and I can’t take it any more
I see the way of escape
but I’m just so scared to take it
death…
the only way
I can go
excuse me
while I go
choose my path
and seal my fate
fare well