“I’m fed up of crying, my despair is dying, turning into rage”…

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Sometimes he’s left to question…
Is he alive or is he dead…
Because no one seems to listen…
Or understand a single word he said…

No one seems to notice…
Does anyone even care…
As the anger inside him boils away…
This ignorant world should beware…

Because the rage inside is building…
The colour Red is all he sees…
He’s trembling with pure anger…
He’s going to bring them to their knees…

He will force them all listen…
He’s got a lot to fucking say…
And like a nuclear explosion…
Innocent people may have to pay…

He needs to make a statement…
Knows actions speak louder than words…
He’ll pour petrol on the burning fire…
And kill all the high flying birds…

In his mind he’s always scheming…
How to implement his plan…
In his head it all makes perfect sense…
That’s where this all began…

He has the story written…
Each chapter eased his pain…
His words described the ending…
The battle scarred hero left insane…

It’s going to be his masterpiece…
His legacy on this cold Earth…
That will teach the bastards…
And prove his soul has worth…

But for now he’s left to question…
How the knife got in his hand…
Why blood is pouring from his wrists…
They’ll listen now, but they’ll never understand…

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