I feel i've been contaminated.
I believe I've been cursed
The menory still fresh in my mind,
Yet, he is the blame,
All i feel for him is diss.
I see my life layed out before me,
Full of scorn and hatered.
Blieveing I must be brought to justice
They had a colide.
The notion swelling inside of me,
Neither fear, nor depression,
But an anger so strong,
I had to let out an interjection.
Then there was mutany,
They had a colide.
My two feelings: of my love,
And of my pride.