I'm turning hot and clammy,
Fury builds inside.
No one understands,
Whilst i go sit and hide.
My mind is jumbled up,
Everything's outta place.
I can't stand up and face 'em,
I don't wanna embrace 'em.
I wanna yell back off,
Just go away.
This is my day not yours!
This is my play not yours!
But i play it cool,
Sizzling and burning inside.
On the outside i'm looking cool,
But no one cares.
I avoid the glares,
I cringe away from those disgusted stares,
I just wanna yell back off,
But they sneer and my brain switches off.
My heart is turning icy,
My face is turning red,
My brain building fury,
My emotions feeling dead,
My body's not responding.
I turn right around and grab some one's hair,
I throw em against the wall watching em hit their head.
To watch them fall to the ground like puppets,
It gives me pleasure to see.
Coz right know i know that it's not me,
So many that saw it.
Hah they all saw that perfect hit,
That landed me in intensive care...
Yea it was just a peer preassured dare.
By JazzmineCullen
