I hate everyone fucking die

Why can you people not see
I really hate it when you make fun of me

The rumors, the things you say
I do not think I can ever make them go away

Late at night I use to sit in my room
I use to sit in my room and think of people Like you

One night it even got so bad
Let us just say I was lucky I was found by my dad

I even turned to drugs
Shooting up gave me one hell of a hug

One day I had it in me to quit
The devil said fuck this and scratched the itch

So now I still sit in my room
I think of beautiful people like you

Except now I do not hate myself
I turned all the hate straight to someone else

Your judgements your lies the things you all say you can see
Why can you people not see it is so very much bothering me

Go fuck yourself
You bunch of pricks
People are all the same
Back stabbing each other
Lying and cheating
Betrayal
I am sick of it
Fuck this
I am going to the pit

But why
With all of your lies
Would I not want you people to die?

So before I put my body into the cadaver position and turn this gun on myself, do not believe for one minute I will not first put a bullet in your mouth

But wait
I am not capable of that
I could never plan such an attack
I do not think my brain could do such a snap
I could never draw that murderous map

I would never be able to shoot anyone between there disgusting lying hypocritical eyes, never, or would I?