We have no fucking respect..
NOTHING for us from them..
Once we die..
They laughed..
We die..
They Smile..
We die..
They dance on our fucking grave!
NO RESPECT?
HELL WITH THAT!
let all of us committ mass suicide!
Think we will like it?
probably not.
But have to, to proove them how WE are like!
Then so..
We die..
They cried..
We die..
They frown..
We die..
THEY RESPECT on OUR GRAVE!
FINALLY..
we got our respect back!..
BUT.. we have to..
we have to die..
Feels a cold sharp knife goes cross the wrist, blue skin..is now red..
Dropped the knife..and fall onto the bed..
Now stainless carpet, is stained with bloods.
Mom walks into bedroom and find us laying there DEAD.
R-E-S-P-E-C-T
My soul lifted up..
and glance to mom..
and gave her a kiss……….