Crowns
A smile conquered by a frown
Those people with a crown
They vanish when you ain’t braver
And only appear for a favour.
You look at the ground and walk
Scared to face them and talk
They seem to be busy, to answer a smile
But ready too comment your every move
all the while.
They stab your heart without touching it
But still you appear to be sweet to them
without really meaning it
They’re just affected with a virus
they are happy about
Carefree and careless
because of the crown they’ve got.
They put you down while they climb higher
Expect the truth from you, even if they are a liar
They burn you alive
with no fire but desire
Little do they know that you can also burn them
with fire
But no desire.
Here,you can either be the YOU or be THEM
