| I see through the wall of lies you use to try and cover your trail of deceit. I cannot stand you anymore.. I want you to die. This is my wish, for ever more. You do feel alone, yet you think you are the King of the world, when you are just the jester. Theres nothing left to you except a shell of back stabing trys, you hoped to drag me down with you, you tried to make me like you, but I refuse to be the fiend, I have my addictions, I have my conflictions, yet I am still not a manifestation, of YOU! Your color is green, envy lines your seems. Every broken dream, every played out scene, you have tried to turn upon me, mock me, and lock me in a cell, to keep me from my freedom, you must be really lonesome to try and keep the person you hate around. I guess you never heard a thing I said, I guess you are deaf inside and outside of that head. You must really be dead. |
