The Plague

Anger and violence, it lives everywhere. Like a new type of virus, born into the air. I can see it right now, I knew it would come. To infest the minds of the young, By the turn of the millennium. It starts with depression deep from inside. Then thoughts of death and murder, ramble in the mind. Questions of whether this is real, or visions in my mind. Maybe I'm already dead, Just stuck in rewind. So many young feel the same way. Give me a gun, I'll cure you of this today. Anger and voilence, I've been it for years. I feel like going hunting, For humans or deer's.