Title : [ Scary poem? I don't think so xP ]
My name is Sarah
I'm 15 years old
The school where I'm on is the greatest
or that is what my told.
The bullies are mean to me
what have I ever done?
They hit me here, they hit me there
They thinking I'm a bum
At home I have so much trouble
My father has bine to the bar
my parents fight with each other
and my dead brother on a junkpile lies in a car
when grandma gets sick
I wanted to visit her
but my parents didn't care
they prefer sitting in a pfur.
My grandma died
my live is almost over now
how my life will end
nobody knows how
In my class it was wild
and one boy was called clory
he was a bully
he gets a pencil and just jabbed me in the eye
I was bleeding to dead
why isn't nobody helping me?
maybe this is good to me
so I could finally flee
I have died
but my parent didn't care
bullies ruined my tombstone
and my parents are sitting in their lair
Even I have eternal rest
I cannot sleep
my soul is still angry
now they will meet the real creep
that one night
I was awake
I murdered everyone that I hate
what I did was not a mistake
the next morning the police found dead bodies around my grave
and also in my house that's in Critten
they police found the weapon
and this was it on written
I'm Sarah
I'm was 15 years old
they say dead can be great
and that is what me told
looked the bullies where right
making people misserable is fun
but I only choosed the special ones
otherwise I make it for a run
I'm Sarah
I loved pancake powder
my soul can finally rest now
and on my grave there's a peacefull flower
Labels: European-e-chic
David.