i'm the sinner, you're the saint
let's keep up the charade
your ungrateful little rat
will never love you
because she's an ungrateful little rat
shower me with your contempt
i've gotten through it before and i'll do it again
i knew you hated me,
you've implied that many a times untold
but don't count on me to be bothered anymore
YOU ARE READING
secrets from the lair
Poetryan anthology of bad poetry, but who cares [the lowercase letters all throughout are intentional, they're not grammatical errors]
