People. Fake and mean. Being something you never would imagine. Lying. To your face. Heartless souls. If souls they even have. Fake. So fucking fake. Bastards with false hope. Riding on your success, making you look like a fool when they leave you to the loneliness. People laughing, starring at you. Let's piss on their faces. Sick of their voice. When you know in the end, that one day, soon, they will leave you, again and again. They won't even look at you. What kind of sick game are they playing. Then they slowly try to crawl into your life again, acting like nothing happend. You wonder what you did wrong, at the same time the anger is boiling up inside of you. Wanting to punch their faces so hard they evaporate into thin air. Hearing them scream out of pain.
Hunny, they stopped caring when they left you, when they stopped looking at you, stopped talking to you. Now there is only that evil grin on their face when you make eye contact, and you feel the anger again.
