How can you do what you do,
and feel that it's ok?
What makes you think,
that you have such powers?
You breathe negativity,
with every bullshit lie you say.
Your heart has a compound mixture,
of deceit and manipulation.
Unless the world revolves around you,
a temper tantrum is what you throw.
Who do you think you are,
to assume you should be so loved?
If I had the power,
I'd make shove your lies down your throat.
What kills me the most,
is that you always win.
People fall down around you,
as though you were something special!
As someone who has known you awhile,
I love you for the person deep inside.
I would be there to help you in anyway,
though I doubt you would return the favor.
I look to you as someone who needs love,
but cannot accept it until you love yourself.
You seek those to surround you,
that can only do for you.
Those that you should be helping,
get none of the attention.
Those that look to abuse you,
you follow around like a dog.
I am sick with the thought
that I stuck beside you.
I am horrified when I hear,
that another week has been taken from them.
You deserve nothing good,
and should feel the pain.
I hope that one day soon you wake from your dream
and find out that these bridges burned are ones you need!