Please don't act
like you care
you're not a good actor
You think I'm naive
when I hear
your fake laughter
You try and stand tall
and believe
that you're better
We all know you're
a pathetic little cancer
The grin on your mouth is
stitched in too tight
Skin pulled over rot
trying to fake
what's alive
Your words smell like dirt
like the grave's
been disturbed
Everything that you are
is a plague
that's been rehearsed
Your prayers
are just noise
like a fly in the web
You choke on the strands
coughing blood
'til you're dead
A saint in your mind
but your shadow's obscene
It's dragging you down
you're just a
little drama fiend
You're a hollow soul
a narcissistic
slit-eyed bitch
You waste of air
I hope you choke on
all of those dicks
It's like a game of chess
but every move
makes you flinch
My days may be numbered
but your bodies in a ditch