BOOK OF CREEPS

They love you when your at your lowest
They keep it casually until you start to blossom in many unique ways
There's no others like yourself
I'm fed up with being too charming
Too helpful I'm just too good to be truth
I've been that person that once you have my love I'll do
"ANYTHING "
Anything to please a love one
Years has passed on I overcame,
yet
I can Barely keep up with a fake smile
My face became passionless
Years of being unheard
I've been that person that's been cursed
I'm known as a misfortunate
I attract the miserable
Majority of my emotions are practical
The good has became evil
As the evil transitioned as casual
Lovely Devine memories remained as Phantoms