[untitled]

they've told me that i'm stupid
too many times to count.
i guess that i'll just always be
another b***h to mount.

there's no way i can change it,
it's stuck up in their brains.
but i can't seem to help it and,
it's driving me insane.

they talk and talk and i don't know
just what they ever say.
i guess the best thing to do now
is stay out of their way.

but still they just keep talking,
like i can't even hear.
the anger courses through my veins,
i have nothing to fear.

and so i grab the pistol,
won't use it on myself.
now i know that they will pay,
i'll send them straight to hell.

Author's Note

not to be taken literally