Did you think they’d think your cool?
Think about that when you’re drowning in my pool.
My pool of eyes and blood…
Then will you feel like such a stud?
Every second you will be watched…
Then how embarrassed will you feel to itch your crotch?
My eyes will see many things,
I can’t wait to see what that brings.
What will you do when you need to eat?
Break down and cry in defeat?
I will laugh when your blatter is full to stay,
Remember, you can’t pee, all eyes are on you today.
You try so hard to be cool…
Think about that when you’re dead in my pool.
Why couldn’t you drop the stride?
You thought that would bring you pride?
Think of all the things you didn’t do,
Just to make them like you.
Was it all worth it,
Now that you’re dead,
or will you wish to be true instead?

***i have no idea how i concived to write this...but im not so sure if i
like it.
 
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