Voice of Reason

Start writing.
Start writing.
Shut your fucking,
Trap.
It’s sending my,
Ears to the,
Hospital with,
Your annoying,
Voice.
God,
I hear that voice,
And I just want to,
Shot my,
Freaking head,
Off.
Just shut up.
What more do,
You want from us.
We’re just kids.
Not great,
Poets.
We’re not dogs,
So don’t treat,
Us as one.
Ya bastard.
Man,
Your voice is so,
Dead and depressing,
That it could make,
The dead yell at,
You.
Just give up,
Already.
Your not the best,
You know.
I bet the twins,
Could take you,
Down and bench-
Press in over,
Twenty flat.
This sucks and,
just knowing,
That your there,
Gives me a,
Headache.
Just shut up,
And drop dead.
God,
I want no more,
From you.
Just shut up.
I can’t take this,
Anymore.
Damn it!