By Ben   

My time is up
Tock Tick, Click Clack
As I rack the slide
To crush my own inside
Like the high tide
And I cant decide
Whether to live or to die
But I'm gonna ride
To the end of the chamber and out the barrel
I will fly till I die
The impact that I make will kill unlike the others that'll smother them to death when I kill in an instant
But i guess ill always be distant
The negativity Swells inside
Pain will never subside
Nothing will ever be alright
Everyone says it but that's never quite right
Its never been true
Its nothing I can do
I cant help myself
I'm a goddamn missile with no guidance system
Its like I don't have any wisdom
But I have a mother fucking kingdom
Doesn't mean I can be dumb
but it's all how I act
There is nothing intact
My head to my chest there is nothing there
Its all disconnected
Through self refection is what I suspected and i've been misdirected
All I am is rejected
but I live with it
because it's the only thing keeping me going
Glowing and knowing as I stand out from the crowd
But all I can be is a cloud

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Just something I thought of during class