Falling apart and wasting away.
Avoiding you all day by day.

Existing to none, a genious in my age.
But never to be heard, or shown another way.

Never to be seen again, never o be me.
Everyone is scared as hell,Because I'm killing in my sleep.

Years and years of torment has brought me all this hate.
And those years and years of hatred is what's bringing you this pain.

You will say I have no reason, and maybe this is true.
Or maybe you don't realize, I'm plain out sick of you.

The quicker you go,the faster I'm done,and the less who will have to die.
But I think the truth is what you know, I'm simply sick inside.

That is why I want the ozone gone, simply to be mean.
To watch you all burn on Earth, and then burn again beneath.


*After I dismember each body, slowly biding my time,
I smile with satisfaction, knowing;the final blood shed will be mine.
Looking around at what I have done,beaming with absolute pride,
Te end of my massacre finally come- my justified suicide. *
*-Liz and I have been working on the tweaks of this poem. this is the very end and we are filling in the rest. should be done in no time Thanks Liz!