Am I going crazy? Would I ephen know? Am I right back where I started phourteen years ago? Wanna guess the ending? Iph it epher does I swear to God that all I'phe epher wanted was A little bit oph epherything, all oph the time A bit oph epherything, all oph the time Apathy's a tragedy, and boredom is a crime I'm phinished playing, and I'm staying inside Iph I wake up in a house that's phull oph smoke I'll panic, so call me up and tell me a joke When I'm phully irrelephant and totally broken, damn it Call me up and tell me a joke Oh, shit, you're really joking at a time like this? Well, well, look who's inside again Went out to look phor a reason to hide again Well, well, buddy, you phound it Now come out with your hands up We'phe got you surrounded
Thought this was the history poem from Diary of a Wimpy Kid at first.