Bad Mood
Smiling
Don’t
irritate me or I’ll want you to suffer a lie
Bad mood
day or night is a profound enjoyment of hatred’s sigh
Angry
feeling of wanting to kill rising into the ether
No object
of affection but expressive cursing wanting to smash like a diva
Adrenalin
that evil rise when mixed with caffeinated anger
Manage my
hate for its existence is no stranger
Those
pathetic bitches always flick my switch
Destruction
is a word that soothes without any glitch
Common
sense is that rare action frequently unknown as a solution
Watch
stupid people react like humans from an error of evolution
Are they
pollution sent to attack my nerves with pins?
A lunatic
spirit in the nether world bored after din-dins?
So I sit
with sleep appearing in the dead of night to be meek
Rather
simmer and enjoy a mood that derides the weak
Evil is
what balances good for virgin purity can make me puke
Don’t
tell me to calm down or I could punch you as a rebuke
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