random shit and thoughts

Temptation

As class ends,

I pack my things in the hallway.

Mike walks up to me as I smile at her,

"Sarah's crying.." she tells me.

I look up. "What?? Why!?"

She explains to me.

My expression drops, I'm fumed with anger.

I silently loom around the halls, looking for the bitch.

My fist clenched, pissed.

Why the fuck would someone say that?!

I really really wanted to punch their face in.

Fuck you up.

But I can't, right?

The burning temptations are overwhelming.

I wonder what I would do.

Tomorrow, me and you are going to have a talk.

Because you are fucked up.