Ready, Set, Die Poem by Libby Legris

I'm ready to go

I'm not afraid.

I'm ready to run

It's time to crade.

You're ready to jump

It's not that far.

You're ready to cut

To make those scars.

Set to see

What's your future.

Set to hear

Whats going further.

Set to talk

It's hard to explain.

Set to walk

In thae pouring rain.

Die you rapist

You don't deserve to live.

Die you hobo

You have no life.

Die, please God

Let me die in peace.

Die, I can't take it

I want to go and leave.