H I M S E L F
Looking in the mirror.
I cant see myself.
I see a demon.
Always feening for the green and wealth.
Hes always scheming.
Lie so much he can’t belive himself.
He wants a bullet to the temple to relieve himself.
So much depression and aggression.
He wants to leave himself.
He could not be himself which led him to deceive himself.
He filled his head with led and now he’s dead.
He finally freed himself.
- Author: paco (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 31st, 2018 23:11
- Category: Sad
- Views: 5
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