Tired of your bullshit

I'm so sick and tired of hearing you
So much that I don't know what to do
I don't think you're handsome, pretty, or smart
I could find your personality cheap at the mini-mart

You think you're clever, funny, and kind
People like you make people like me lose our minds
I hate who you are, what you believe in, and stand what for
Being forced to be around you at any time is a chore

Everything you do, and everything you say
Makes me contemplate suicide every day
You do things so backwards, I don't even know where to start
I wish that any god would just decide to rip you apart

Because you're human, I find your existence crude
Can anyone blame for looking at you as food?
You're human cattle, you're sheep in a flock
The only difference is that you walk on two legs and you talk