CW: Mention of blood/gore
The stars above us shine bright,
And James's letterman jacket is around me tight,
I feel like holding a star would be so light,
I could reach out and grab one, I just might
I only smell cigarette smoke,
I told James to stop the habit, when he didn't, I moped,
In secret I vape and smoke, like a dope,
James wouldn't find out anytime soon, I hoped
I met James when we were only four,
I was rich, he was poor,
I kissed him in a treehouse, and after that I wanted more,
Before I asked, he asked, and we opened that door,
We'd been together since we watched Looney Tunes,
I hoped our relationship wouldn't end soon,
I loved James and I think he loved me too,
Our flaming love made a huge boom,
Everyone at school hated our passion,
I can't believe I almost picked Jackson,
Instead of James who was always relaxing,
All the other couples were as passionate as taxing,
Mary Q said that me and James were fake,
Mary Q only wanted James to take,
Mary Q was always on a break,
From any guy she wanted or did date,
I hated the way James looked at her,
To me, I thought Mary Q was a dingy bird,
In elementary, she made me eat dirt,
Mary Q always made me feel very hurt,
I'd say I'm friends with everyone, but not Mary,
Most people say she's like a Halloween decoration, scary,
But some people actually adore her, they say she looks like a fairy,
I think she looks like a pesticide-ridden berry,
I'd say I'm not arrogant or rude,
Mary was a rat and James was a great and beautiful dude,
Mary always put me in a terrible mood,
I was upset with Mary, she was screwed,
Me and James walked together at school,
And Mary made advances towards him, she was such a tool,
When James looked at her, I saw him almost drool,
What was so perfect about someone I'd like to duel?
So here's what I planned,
I would push Mary and shove her into some muddy land,
She would cry and would be banned,
From being near James ever again,
But I didn't win,
In fact, she humiliated me in front of so many kin,
One of them was James, he was disappointedly scratching his chin,
I was so sad and so upset she made me spin,
I could feel my blood boil hot from within,
I ran away like any loser ever,
I wanted James forever,
But it was clear that would happen never,
Mary was going under like the Heather's,
This next part took some careful planning,
While I was studying an anatomy of murder, she was tanning,
All this took replanning and was quite damning,
When I was finished with my plan, I was jamming,
I stabbed Mary sixteen times,
In the girls locker room, what a gallant crime
She was frozen in her own misery and mind,
I hoped I could kill her a thousand more times,
It was called a murder, but no suspect yet,
Boys at school made a fifty dollar bet,
It was that Janice girl, the one that was building play sets,
She was creepy enough, and off they went,
I thought this would bring James closer than ever,
Our bond would be forever tethered,
But what a big lie I endeavored,
James was broken up,
I tried to cheer him up,
But apparently Mary was sweet like syrup,
He was so upset, I thought he was tough,
He loved Mary more than me,
How could that possibly be?
So, this part makes me feel guilty, you see,
I couldn't live knowing James loved her more than me,
Right near the playground, we went on a date on lovers lane,
And I could see James's clear pain,
It was clear he went with Mary here while she was still an alive dame,
I was furious, and I felt a lot of shame,
How used I felt,
Mary, I had dealt
with,
And yet I felt melted,
I mustered it up instead of me,
That James was only a golfing tee,
Nothing of value, not to me,
So bye-bye he went, this next part happened with glee,
James's was stabbed six times by me, how many years I'd known him,
The bloody mess beside me was grim,
I wore the bloody letterman jacket for me to try and grin,
And I opened the syrup-colored bottle of gin,
And drunk away my pain and sorrow,
There will always be another tomorrow,
I took a surprisingly somber walk over to the slide, the swings, and ride them all at an attempt at joy,
Then I realized James was just like any other boy,
Helpless, annoying, another useless toy,
I feel a wash of guilt take over me,
What was I feeling? Wasn't I free?
I can't help but feel partially guilty,
Sour stuff bubbling in my stomach, helplessly,
I've always believed I'm a good person, but,
Maybe this was all a mistake, no it couldn't,
James was a cheater, and Mary a slut,
James's life and Mary's was cut,
My lies are building, like a necklace of pearls,
I get sweaty when whodunit swirls,
I can't go near playgrounds or I hurl,
I hate being reminded of my mistakes,
My mental stableness breaks,
I didn't know what it takes,
to get away with murder,
I'm staying quiet, no matter how guilty I feel,
Mary's favorite color was teal,
And James always liked to steal
my heart,
One day, I hope that heart he stole will heal,
After all, they did deserve it somehow,
My heart races, don't have a cow,
And now my duties are done, I should take a bow,
So you see, it's the question of who?
Who stabbed Mary sixteen then,
divided by two,
James was stabbed six times too,
I'm not innocent,
I'm reminded when I see the stars and the moon,
On Mars, the Sunsets are Always Blue
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