Whore, bitch, skank, liar.
Oh how i’d love to set your face on fire.
Cut your head off in your sleep,
do what i can to make you weep.
You lie and cheat, you sneaky thief.
Saying your innocent and back biting those like you
If you were bug id squish you with my high topped shoe.
But im not, i hope reality comes and slaps you in the face,
Don’t come to me, im born anew. Your so see through,
like all those cheep sweatshop crap you wear.
Really? Get a fucking reality check.
NOBODY CARES!! I SHURE AS HELL DONT!!!
ever know a person who you think is someone you could trust? gave advice and they use it and then suddenly, after getting what they needed (my case pitty) leaveyou and go back to their ways?
yeah, i just had one of those moments. just wrote myself, in pure hate and anger...
well im going to work on a cover for this so if you feel like doing me the justice... FEEL FREE!!
YOU ARE READING
poetry
Poetrysome of my poetry i oh so desperatly tried to write myself... not the best but hay! who said i was any good at all? but i still bet you wont read it!!!
