•Cruel•World•

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I've polished this anger
And now it's a knife
It cuts into my skin
My tears soak up the blood
They make a flood
It's not a puddle of mud
They all say "wake up bud"
I am supposed to be a stud
Make an impression on the world

I am truly distrurbed
With everything I have learned
I emerged I am confirmed
I'm not a free bird
I'm simply an error that occurred
It's not absurd
I got everything I deserved

My vision blurred
As my skin was burned
I didn't have the courtesy
of being purged

I've watched and observed
This world doesn't deserve mercy
It's not worthy
It's taken it's journey
It's in a hurry
To build it's army

Pour the gasses on the matches
And I will smile
when it simply falls to ashes
The massive masses
Their blood Splurges
As time passes and the fire catches

When I was in my classes
They all saw my gashes And scratches
They didn't say anything
Couldn't take their chances
The camera flashes at the dances
All the kids are doing acid
Until one bashes and smashes
A kid with glasses
Just because their pathetic asses
They have no passion
Or compatibility to have compassion
You became an assassin
But fasten your seat belts
The world is a bumpy ride
Until you wake up when the plane you were supposed to be on crashes

All the people Inside
Worldwide
Died...
Children cried
When their parents lives
We're pushed aside
Their tears dried
Big eyed
Full of hope but denied
They sighed and noticed
The world lied...

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