“Thank You.” Really?
ありがとございました。
Such simple words
Can bring a smile to someone
Face
Their ugly, ugly face
The people of this world
Must roll in the dirt and rot
Of hell
For their cruel words hurt my heart
They balk in the spotlight
Leaving me
Dragging me
Undecided on where to place me
So why should I thank them?
おはよ!
Good morning?
Fuck it
What’s a good morning when I still here
Living among these two-faced shits
“You’re so smart”
“Wow! You made that grade?”
“Oh course it’s **Hollow”**
“Fist Bump Treestump!”
I smile, that doesn’t mean I like it
My heart swells with pride
But my mind longs for death
Their blood staining my hands
So no, mornings are not good for me
こにちわ。
Hi,
Or afternoon, I guess
Please go away, before I lose control
Even my friends are concerned for my sanity
But they don’t understand
They don’t see the world as I see it
I try to tuck that little piece of me away
I’m very good at lying, you see
Just yesterday, my sweetums
Honey Bear
Said that she would be praying for me
_She doesn’t even have a religion_
Fuck off, I don’t want your hellos!
死ぬ。
Okay
For that one I used a translator
I’m not as smart as you think I am
Okay?
Kill you
Stab me
Hang you
Shoot me
I’m questioning what’s real
What’s not
So please explain to me
Why is everyone saying—
ありがと?