Sinister Symphony

“Hello!”
(“Hello”)
he hates you.
“Excuse me,”
(“No worries!”)
she hates you.
“Have a nice day!”
(“You too!”)
they hate you
No they don’t
they do
No
yes
*exhale*
(“How are you?”)
“Good!”
lies
she hates you
she wishes you were dead
She doesn’t
she does
No
yes
kill her before she kills you
“How are you?”
(“Good!”)
Are you?
Or are you angry
With me?
She hates me
You
Me
Me?
yes
“No”
(“What?”)
she’s mad
(I’m mad)
at you
(At you)
“I’m sorry”
(“What for?”)
you know why
(You know why)
“I know why?”
People.
So
Many
People
Murmur
Faces
Reaching
Hands
Surrounded
hostile.
(“Sir?”)
(“Sir?”)
(“Are you ok?”)
(You’re a lunatic)
(We hate you)
"(Why are you causing a scene)"
“I’m sorry”
(“What?”)
you’re not sorry
I’m not sorry?
they hate you
you hate them
“I HATE YOU”
(We hate you more)
(“Sir we’re calling an ambulance”)
they’ll take you away
they hate you
They hate me
Hate me
I hate me
(Good)
(You should)
“I should go”
(You will perish)
I don’t want to
well you should
“NO!”
Fists of hair
Bleeding Head
Sirens
Sirens
Sirens
Dead?
Quiet?
Rest?
No, still
Voices
Voices
Voices
dread
riot
roar.
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