Bus

I keep hearing stories about myself
It’s taking a toll on my mental health
And people can make you want to hate yourself
I don’t think that I need help
Oh, silly me
How many things can I pretend I didn’t see
Before it winds up killing me
I try not to think too much
I hope you get hit by a fucking bus
You’re so see-through
I don’t know how a human could believe you
I want you to feel the pain that you put me through
I hope you get hit by a fucking bus
Then it runs you over in reverse
I hope that you go to the doctor and get it checked out
Then they tell you there’s nothing to worry about
Thn you go swimming in the dark
And get eatn by a fucking shark
You think you’re hurt well me too
The future is a place I haven’t been to
Temperamental in positions you put me through
I hope you get hit by a fucking train
In the middle of a hurricane
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck you
Fuck