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My life is not a toy,
that you can push around and put aside.
Why do you do this boy,
you can't do this to me I can't subside.

You're nice I'll give you that,
but after awhile the line just breaks.
Feeling to hit with a bat,
sorry that's just how I control my hate.

I can't take it anymore,
can't keep it in any longer you know?
My heart like an open door,
everything spilling out letting out crows.

Got to learn things in life,
cause in the future you will use them too.
I wish I had my knife,
can't you see what's happening get a clue.

Do you know how I feel,
I feel like a wreck when I'm all angry.
Do you want me to kneel,
begging like this don't take me so lowly.

I feel like crying now,
this is the worst I've felt in my whole life.
If I said this out loud,
it wouldn't come out like this it'll bite.

Do you get what I'm saying,
if you don't then open your eyes.
Stop with the game playing,
I'm not that type so stop messing with me.

You do this to your friends,
then in the future you won't have any.
You know what I feel like,
like you're not accepting my as a friend.

What you're doing to me,
making me feel like my life is crumbling.
Not trying to be mean,
it's just the only way to tell you k?

Sorry if I offend,
but do you now know what this is about?
The pencil that I bent,
it's just a way to get my anger out.