You are not even worth this rhyme,
being manipulator should always be a crime
One thing he meant, another word he said
But how would you know, forecasting class you fled
Life seems to be easy for people like you
Running around, showing your colours true
Met her, then decided to all bin it
And looked in her face and just said sad innit
But the curse for people like you is decending
Life will decide if you really need mending
Maybe you will continue bringing despair
Or maybe someone out there, will show you what's fair
Pain, sorrow and tears became to us dear
Soon enough my prince, life you should fear
Because no one truly ever got a way with sins
Without someone out there ripping their limbs.
YOU ARE READING
Mess of thoughts
AcakI am a young adult trying to navigate the world around me. You could follow my journey and obstacles through my stories and poems. Truth is, not all of it is about me. I guess I just want to make people think and feel. We often get lost in our own w...
