(no subject)
Like cancer, only make believe.
Villan.
A suspect,
flaked in layers of fake.
A stranger fucking strangers.
Crazy in a different light,
I make no claims to be otherwise.
Hand to hand, did you see the scars on his knees?
Meaning nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Just a lesson in what not to be.
A number. Object. Whatever makes you happy.
Dead wrong, I pretend that you're decent.
Making me a sinner.
You, a chemical, disease.
A scathing attack with fighting words.
I lack sympathy but apathy comes more easily.
Villan.
A suspect,
flaked in layers of fake.
A stranger fucking strangers.
Crazy in a different light,
I make no claims to be otherwise.
Hand to hand, did you see the scars on his knees?
Meaning nothing in the grand scheme of things.
Just a lesson in what not to be.
A number. Object. Whatever makes you happy.
Dead wrong, I pretend that you're decent.
Making me a sinner.
You, a chemical, disease.
A scathing attack with fighting words.
I lack sympathy but apathy comes more easily.