Know a changing in place of words,
Changes the meaning, it's absurd
Thinking of what I heard
Thinking about how it hurts
What you said and how you said it
Where you're going, where I'm headed
To think of all my secrets
Used as heat-seakers
Oh where is all my sleep
Thought that looked liked a wolf, where are all my sheep
Do you see the bitch in me, dissecting you, dissecting me?
Discussing me Infront of me, like discussion disgusting me
Like I don't cuss enough, like I don't even try
Who knew a diamond in the rough was a Devil in disguise
- Author: June Winter (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 19th, 2022 05:20
- Category: Letter
- Views: 5
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