Verses
Back to how it use to be
but now it just feels like a distant dream,
it is no more.
All the little things eventually end and die when you grow
now that i live in reality and the junk you feed me
it feels better to just stay away.
From head to toe you’ll judge me,
but oh dear i’d love to see you squirm under my words,
your false hope was just a knife in the back for me
dipped in the venom of your snake that is your personality,
cruelty.
want to burn me at stake and want me dead,
these verses hold too much truth for you to breathe.
