Something I wrote as a teenager (about 16ish) over 11 yes ago :S

Your life is played up though the roll you plays suited
Your tactfulness speaks words, too bad your not rooted

Your loyalty falls short of you never seeing what was of the truth
So you set your sights on disappointment and blame it on your shitty youth

Calm this boiling blood to please the on-looker but speaking so to shame the devil
You say your anger never makes it to flood level, boy you are the DEVIL

But you show the tale of undeprived, speak the story, continue to tell lies.
Is it born with a silver spoon in mouth or a history that needs to be cried about.


lol I can remember the boyfriend I wrote this about but ofc can't remember the argument anymore.