Disconnect: A Collection of My Brief Writings

Seven Swords

Don't try to play the victim here.

This isn't your stage to act on.

You can only go so far with all your lies,

And now it's blown up in your face.

You spin around until you've found,

A new face to lie to,

Oh, but they'll all catch on,

They'll all get sick of you.

You will never change,

You'll never learn.

Don't you beg for the trust,

That you can't earn.

You're going to lose that filthy tongue,

I'll rip your teeth out one by one,

Stained red, blood, lipstick, ignorance.

You fabricated the world you're living in.

Well now you're trapped inside,

The light of reality.

You know you did this to yourself.

I won't let your loose words strangle me.

Just shut your mouth!