So many people,
So many friends,
I used to be there
But not in the end.
I used to be scared
I used to be told,
Not anymore,
Your rules have run cold.
Not anymore do i have to lay low
Not anymore do i have to go solo
I cant believe it
Your sneer little ways.
I cant believe you seem to amaze
I cant believe, poeple arnt your slaves
I'm glad its over
Iv'e had enough
I'm glad im not like them,
I'm glad i have guts,
Your so unfaithful
You tricked the lot
Before i go
I have to say,
It makes me laugh,
How you live this way.
It wont last for long
Its a boring play
Goodbye boss
Save your deciet for different prey.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Work is just a means to an end, good work thanks