  my day took a horrid turn i wished pain and suffering upon every one i saw the malice i felt just wasn't getting instilled no one felt the fear of my presence thus infuriating me all the more i tell you i wanted to spit fire chew glass and radiate lava now i type and now i feel better but soon it'll all be over i'll be home and my days of service will be a distant nightmare nothing to be proud of nothing to look back on i will turn my back and the only thing i'll keep with me is the friends i've made some brave enough to try to cheer me up 
