Isn't it lovely,
The feelings you ignite.
The responses you evoke.
The thoughts you inspire.
The actions I take.
The feelings of hate and disgust,
That you ignite in me.
I want to see you dead,
At my feet.
The responses you evoke,
My screams of help that you ignore.
I want to make you bleed,
And watch you scream.
The thoughts you inspire,
Each time you make me feel helpless.
My mind is filled with several ways,
To make you beg for death from me.
The actions I'll take,
Just you watch,
You'll never see what's coming,
And it's right in front of you.
Pikachu