I am a bomb,
I am a ticking time bomb,
I don\'t know when I\'ll blow-
Or who I\'ll blow up on,
But I know one thing for sure;
I\'ll destroy myself in the process.
I don\'t remember being this angry,
But I can\'t stop it,
I hate being so angry all the time,
It\'s an ungly, stirring feeling inside me;
It makes me want to vomit.
It\'s hard to talk about-
Harder to keep from feeling,
I just want to forget about this;
Like how I forget everything else.