The bench!
I sit in this dark corner
Every night
Sitting in fright
Nothing ever changes
Nothing is ever new
Things are staying the same
I hope u come through
I am stuck against my will
I don’t know if I have to kill
To get out of this awful place
You should see the look
on my face it is evil
evil is what I feel
evil is what I am
stuck in this place has
made me a different man
I see something slight
Something in the light
You came through
I thought I knew
I thought I was dead
The thought keeps
going through my head
you’re turning around
running of the ground
going so fast
you keep going passed
the light
now its dark something
will go wrong now that
you’re gone.
I am in trouble
I am at the end
Stuck in this
Dark corner
I am on the bench
Stuck in the trench
Of trouble
The thing I did
Wasn’t that bad
I want something to
Have to keep
Its in my reach
I pulled it now
I have to bult
I run away out
Of this place
Now I am being
Chased I pull out
A pass it was too fast
15 in me all
Because I made
Fun of timmy
