I guess frustration is getting the better of me. Well i am not even granted the chance of being alone some pompous idiot should always try and take me to the point of no return. At times i wonder what i am capable of seeing that silent rage is of more danger than any other out there. I don’t really wanna hurt anybody, fighting not in me. But i can damn well make you look like you were in an accident. You talk like you always been up there and all that, yet you have the same small town mentality like those before you, those with, and most likely those after you.
(I cant even remember this one, guess i was angry about something.)
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