Is that the mouth that spew out the lies?
Is that the cause of your demise?
The lowest point will always be the end,
When you’re alone and have no one left to bend.
Cut a bond so I have less
You’re exactly like all the rest,
Betrayal: A murky game,
Showing you have no shame.
Trying to take what is mine,
You’re a mirror, And I don’t have the time,
For all you say and do,
You prove yourself not to have a “You”.