Dreams Over Reality

Plans

I came up with a plan.
It was simple at first but began gaining more complications as time progressed.
With my upcoming sentence I looked deeper and deeper into what could be the best result.
I never had a life to live.
I never had goals as good as others.
My life was not as ambitious as other and for that I can thank only myself.
I caused my case, and I caused my failure.
I'm not sorry.
Im definitely not regretful.
The one thing I am is angry.
I want this so called 'revenge' on the only person I can think of.
Myself.
I want to hurt this person.
I need to hurt this person.
Not for some glorified or justifiable reason but just because I need that confirmation.
That confirmation that he would never fail again.
He's failed at life.
At school.
And even inside his own brain.
I need to cause him terror and pain much like he has caused me.
Nothing is right to him.
Nothing is wrong to him.
Everything is just failure.
Nothing is ever a proud moment.
I've decided I am going to kill this man.
I've decided he has to suffer.
Only problem is that his end may cause others to suffer as well.