A kick to the leg,
And a punch coming from the right.
Some spit to the eye,
And they're done with this fight.
They said I was helpless.
They said I was weak.
Yet, they called me a psycho.
And they saw one the next week.
Always bring a knife to a fist fight,
Actions speak louder than words.
So when the demons finally come out,
My justice will be served.
They always said to play fair,
But playing fair always hurts.
They pushed me down the stairs,
That's when I finally burst.
I trudged back up the staircase
With hatred in my thoughts.
The cameras were not watching,
So I just stabbed the thot.
I probably shouldn't have done that in public...
Yet the body is all they did see.
But when it happens to folks like us,
They never expect the bullied like me.
They all suspected someone else.
I was just on my phone.
That's when everyone noticed
I looked so depressed all alone.
Now I hate being surrounded
I hate them as they were
I hate it when my soul is in the dark
And I definitely hate girls like her.
