Scrambled emotions
Blind decisions
Hopeful thoughts turn into deep illusions
I stand with faith
But her face is fake
And so the present is a deception
And our future is imponderable
Making the past a remorseful dream
I hear her speak
Its not me she seeks
She leads me with a text
"I Know!" I'm just another ...."Next!"
But my heart is dead
Poisoned by a snake's head
And stabbed by her mother's lead
Ill play her games
No need to call her names
A unsympathetic soul I carry veiled and tortured by pain,hatred, and self-condemnation
I take these sentiments and use em' as my strength
Think you'll hurt me this time
"Try The New Me"