Sick. Tired. Those are half the things I feel towards you. I can't wait till someone hurts you the way you do me. Everyday I try and get a little closer to the top and then you shove everyone out o the way and push yourself to the top. You disgust me! Trust me. You're not as "cool" as you obviously think you are. I just can't wait for you to realize that. My spirits will be lifted that day and all of us will rejoice from the utter suffering you have caused us. That's the day you will sink. You'll fall so fast through all those pity thoughts. You'll look every which way for hope.... but none will be found because of the way you have treated everyone. Eventually the sadness you're feeling will become so excruciatingly painful you will start to crumble. We watch as you break and fall to pieces, begging for mercy. Then that will be you're ending and the rests beginning. Forever forgotten.
