You just got stabbed

I glare at you.

you are indifferent, or maybe just don't notice.

you're having a good time, but this is school,

you should be learning.

Your silent mirth and inside jokes make me jealous

No one wants to joke around with that kid

he has rape written all over his face

is what i hear upon passing a patch of dickweeds in the halls

inside, i turn around and punch one in the face

send the other to the ground with a satisying blow to the ribs

and take the pencil in my sleeve, freshly sharpened,

and dance in the fountain of blood from his throat.