When I close my eyes,I saw visions of prison,people belittled me and i think now is the time to teach them lesson.
Love is a distant memory,when i pull that trigger, I sure I won't be sorry. All the anger and darkness taking over me,I can't see clear anymore,all I'm seeing is bodies on the floor.
I grow up as a discipline child but the hatred, and bitterness towards me, got me this vile. People take my kindness for weakness,now I'm the oppressor for the oppressed.
Treated me like shit,but guess what? I have the whit to make it spit. I gonna make a example to all who think my feelings is something to trampled.
just joking,you might wondering what I'm smoking. smile on my face but something serious bulging in my waist.
Written by Donovan Broderick
05/10/2020
© Donovan Broderick
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