Netashi

A pinch of chaos

If it stops you from going mad

For this steam I have to blow

It annoys me with their frequent asking till I blow a gasket

They are always making me vexed and uptight

I show their idiocy of theirs and their sadness is my meal

That’s how we become crazy that is how a killer is built

If even it angers or annoys or turns people blue

For what’s life without a pinch of chaos