Im shaving my head to a skinhead my
Eyes are hemorrhaging red with hatred
I wish everyone was dead, vomiting blood

and spilling out a pile of guts and crimson lines
of dripping throats

My fist crunches against the mirror shards fly like
spears, like my life I can't fix back together

I snap out of my deep thoughts and take my
head out of my desk, as the school
bell vibrates my heavy restless chest . I walk pass
shapes of crowded

voices and squint my eyes into deadly sharp daggers
They cut into a skinny boy minding his own
business, I charge knocking him onto his ass
but he is saved from his stupid rucksack.
My shadow
creeps over my victim like a thick fog over a city
he scrambles to get
to his feet and create distance, my dms are
slapping behind him.

I catch up with a psycho grin and pull out
my compass ready to drive it in, his eyes swung back
haunted wide screaming for his life why why.
Next thing I know my hands are around his throat
Squeezing until he stops fighting and kicking.