Dont you dare call me your favorite person
When you have never heard of my pain
When you have only seen my glory and pride
But not my fall or my tragedy
Dont you dare say you love me
When you have never seen me unlikable
Or my unattainable traits, of which will eventually be the death of me
Dont you ever dare utter that you like me
When you havent seen the reason for my castle's crumbling
All of that is likable from the surface
Is all just a facade for whats penetrated deep within my destructive soul.
