I’d rather fly in the sky
Than walk with the dead
On broken wings not able to carry the weight of my soul
I look to you with great love and admiration
You lather me with your forked tongue
With your harpies lies defile me with lies of love and forever
One promise of never giving in or giving up
I counted on you to stand tall and deliver
When all you delivered were your own interests
Serving only your own needs while keeping me at a distance
Distances crossed and you never meeting me in the middle
Intentions of self interests and motives surrounded by lies of love and forever
Fuck you
Fuck you and your well intended kindness you deliver to strangers
Never to me unless it suits you
Fuck you
Fuck you and your will impressed upon wild imaginative whims of who you want me to be
Fuck you and your false hopes of love and forever
You make me believe
You make me smile
You make me feel
You make me want
You make me crave
You make me sick
