09-17-2013, 01:23 PM
My last words,
Who knew they would be so shitty?
I robbed a grocery store.
I killed two people.
I drove off in a cloud of smoke.
I shot at the cops.
I got shot.
I made the news.
I healed quickly.
I looked badass on TV.
I didn't say a word in trial.
I didn't flinch when they sentenced me.
I handled it all with the poise,
The confidence,
The indifference,
The coolness of a wolf in a world of sheep.
A week into my sentence,
I kept my composure.
I walked tall, my chin held high.
A wolf amongst wolves, I settled into a routine.
I grew comfortable.
My cage protected the world from me.
You should thank it!
But what good is a wolf without sheep?
I grew tired.
A caged wolf is no more a wolf than a virus is a virus without a host.
All good things must come to an end.
So I hanged myself, and before I did, I uttered these words:
"Sheep, I hope this won't make me shit my pants."
Who knew they would be so shitty?
I robbed a grocery store.
I killed two people.
I drove off in a cloud of smoke.
I shot at the cops.
I got shot.
I made the news.
I healed quickly.
I looked badass on TV.
I didn't say a word in trial.
I didn't flinch when they sentenced me.
I handled it all with the poise,
The confidence,
The indifference,
The coolness of a wolf in a world of sheep.
A week into my sentence,
I kept my composure.
I walked tall, my chin held high.
A wolf amongst wolves, I settled into a routine.
I grew comfortable.
My cage protected the world from me.
You should thank it!
But what good is a wolf without sheep?
I grew tired.
A caged wolf is no more a wolf than a virus is a virus without a host.
All good things must come to an end.
So I hanged myself, and before I did, I uttered these words:
"Sheep, I hope this won't make me shit my pants."