Look, i'm really sorry that you cant seem to deal with your fight but you cant expect me to be dragged into it without me getting annoyed.
Yeah i'm really happy and glad that you want sit with me, but how can I if you all want to sit with me at the same time and when i sit next to one of you the other goes off in a huff.
And anyway, you all hate at least one person and cant stand to talk to one another let alone sit next to each other for a whole hour. For some reason you dont realise what the phrase "Ignore them" means!
Why cant you just stop it? And I dont really care if you read this and get the huff, it's getting on my last fucking nerve! So deal with it!

The gun sits in my hand,
My finger on the trigger,
I sigh and hand it to you,
There you are, now shoot me.

You start to stutter,
No? Why ever not?
You’ve already as good as
Killed me on the inside.

I ask for it back,
No? So you won’t kill me
But you won’t let me
Kill myself. How selfish!

matter, I have another,
Always have a plan B,
I grin as I hold it up
And pull the trigger.

As everything blacks out,
I hear you cry out,
And I smile for one last time,
Do you feel my pain yet?

I wake in a little white room,
The nurse tells me its hospital,
Damn you! Why cant you just
Let me die in peace.

I really didn’t want to have to do this,
But it time for plan C,
I’ll be seeing you soon enough,
With gun in hand