sitting in my class with nothing else to do.
but let my mind wander back on you.

I'm so sick of these memories flooding back in my head.
and the memory of how you left me crying on my bed.

you said you didn't love me anymore, you said the spark was gone.
then you left me for my best friend who was waiting on the front lawn.

foolishly I ran after you begging you to stay.
you turned and struck me in the face, said your can't stand to see me this way.

you said I was small, useless, and weak, that no one would want me by their side.
you said my body was the only thing good for me, I was nothing but a quick joy ride.

lost in memory I looked back on the day before, a day not to be told by vow.
I was snapped out of my trance when the teacher came to me, asking "why are you laughing out loud?"

I looked up from my book, and at all the kids staring at me in my face.
I felt the adrenalin rush all over again like the predator on the chase.

I looked up at the teacher, but couldn't stop laughing, irony is so funny.
I remember pushing him deep in the hole, saying, "you want me now honey"

I saw the bewild fear twirl in his eyes.
I heard the hard sobs and pleading cries.

I laughed even harder remembering the sight, the teacher yelled for me to get out her room
I stood slowly gathering my things, falling once again into my own gloom.

I kissed him once, hard and passionate.
the water from his tears made his lips soft and wet.

I pulled away, smilied evilly and started covering the hole.
I had to work quick, the dirt was hardending from the cold.

yes you are correct. I buried him alive.
I can see your mouth drop trying to form the word 'why'

I turned back to the teacher, not trying to hide the devilish grin I held inside.
answering my own 'why' that was plaguing my mind

turning the door knob I made contact with her eyes
with a simple smile, a soft laugh, a small sigh

with an easy tone i finally replied
"when people fuck with me, they seem to die"