i don't like to be touched by anyone ever touch me and i touch you back with my fist
i want to hurt them cause them pain like they did to me suffer squirm beg for mercy
this guy touch me with a big smile on his face like he did it to be funny and i broke his finger
back in detention again for it i wonder how long they can keep me in there i must've racked up a few years by now at the rate i'm going, i'll be 30 before i get out of high school detention.
what's the point of trying no point in being good and pretending because it never gets me anywhere i've stopped wishing i'm something i'm not