dont care it doesnt rhyme

im tired of the bullshit,

the things that make people think i care,

like i give a fuck,

yet they continue to share,

their pissy fucking problems,

that i can do fuck all about,

take this one guy who came up to me,

a friend if you will,

in his hour of need,

bores me to the point i want to bleed,

from a self inflicted cut,

he bitches and yaps about fuck all,

rage building as i feel like i fall,

slamming my fist on the table,

grabbing his throat throwing him to the floor,

its clear im unstable,

he coughs and gasps to try to catch breath,

face turning red eyes open wide,

he passes out or is he dead?

i smash a cup lift a broken piece,

cut his ear in half now he hears twice as much,

can feel him shudder and hump everytime i touch,

i shout in his face the feeling wont last,

kitchen knife to his head,

dead,

that was fast,

i told him im sorry,

he just fucking annoyed me,

hate the bullshit,

the drama,

everyone elses fucking issues,

deal with them yourself,

dont come to me,

now you can see,

how i deal with your shit.................