Told Poem by Dude Dude

I TOLD YOU BEFORE
I WAS FINE, BUT
YOU SEEMED NOT
TO UNDERSTAND
WHAT I SAID. NOW
HERE WE ARE TRAPPED
AND SOON TO BE DEAD.
AND WHO IS BLAME,
THE PERSON IS IN THE
SAME ROOM AS ME.
SOMETIMES I WONDER,
IF I SHOULD BUT A GUN
TO YOUR HEAD OR MINE?
I MEAN SOMETIMES I THINK
YOU ARE LOOKING RIGHT THOUGH
ME. YOUR BLIND TO SEE, WHAT
I REALLY AM.
IT'S HARD TO SAY, BUT I'LL TELL YOU
ANYWAYS YOU SCREWED UP AND
IT'S TIME TO PAY FOR WHAT YOU'VE
DONE.