Oh look at him, so high up on that pedestal,
Cr@pping on those lower than he.
Oh isn't he a magnificent specimen of a braggart?
He walks on everyone to get what he needs,
And claims that he did it himself when clearly he's had help.
He walks with such a big head, leggo my ego for realz.!
Why just yesterday, this fool comes up to me
And expects me to fawn over him because of his muscles,
I told him where he could stick his newfound glory.
To think, we once got along, and now all of that has been flushed away,
Just as most things tend to do.
He told me I should idolize him for having talked to me,
And he holds his head and nose higher than anyone in the world,
Just so we can see that he is better. I hate him and yet, I cannot.
He's cocky and while some think that is good for a joke, I mean jock,
I believe that he should be more sensitive to the needs of others,
He makes everyone cry and when we do sh!t for him,
He makes us feel bad for not trying to do more.
WE ARE NOT HERE FOR HIS PERSONAL AMUSEMENT!
He tries to control us in his own ways, making us want to give him loads
Of stuff he never tried to earn. He plays this game until he is satisfied,
But a bragging, lying snot is never satisfied, thus the game never ends.
HE DOES NOT CONTROL ME, I DO!
If I didn't know firsthand that who his father was I'd definitely call him a bastard.
I just wouldn't want to offend all the other innocent bastards of the world,
Because that's just mean.
His walk wreaks of a swagger known as haughtiness, but this doesn't anger me,
What p!sses me off in a relentless mind-set is
The way he walks on me after everything I taught him, everything I've done for him,
And for all the things I've tried to show him, he still
Walks upon me and I'm just very not happy with him.
I AM NOT THE CARPET YOU WALK UPON!
I AM YOUR SISTER, YOU PUTRID PILE OF P!SS!
I'VE GIVEN YOU SO MUCH THESE PAST FEW YEARS BUT NOW,
I'VE DECIDED TO SEVERE THE RELATIONSHIP.
I don't need this kind of stress weighing me down. I have mom for that, dammit.
January 13, 2004
Suge
*This marks the end of two friends, brother and sister, at least until he admits he was wrong.
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