Blood
boiling,
Tears
burning,
I want out
of this place.
The urge to
kill,
Becoming too
strong,
Desperately
trying to save face.
Too many
knives,
Too few
witnesses,
Time to give
up the chase.
The thorn in
my side,
Too painful
to bare,
Need to make
haste.
Turn myself
around,
Just walk
away,
And get the
hell out of this place.