Your words are sharp and still
They change the atmosphere
I feel them, breathe them in
They taste so unpleasant
Don’t realize their foulness
And their toxic fumes
Are rotting the air
I’ve lived in for so long
Keep your mouth shut
Think in your head
When you’re out loud
You’re out of line
Just look around you
To see no one there
You’ve frightened them off
Now you’re all alone
I’ll watch you shed tears
And curse your own life
You did this, monster
You’re so inhumane
Vengeful and spiteful
Insecure coward
You think ‘cause you’re diff’rent
You get more priv’leges
You’re stubborn, controlling
Do not care what you say
Don’t care about others
You are so self-absorbed
Envious; greedy
Hoarder, a miser
Trinkets can’t protect
Your dolls, your puppets
You’re outside looking in
I know that you miss it
You are out in the cold
With those puppy dog eyes
You wretched beggar
I’ve no more to give
I know you’ll move on
And then I can live
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