You're acting like a douche.
A child living in a fairy tale.
Pretending to be strong,
But the body is weak and frail.
You are afraid of the truth,
Can't accept that you need help.
Slave of your own thoughts,
Tormenting and torturing yourself.
You can carve inspiring words,
but from warped and twisted reality.
Visions are fat, ugly, and crazy.
Can't stop hiding behind your insanity.
You keep on pointing fingers,
When you can't steal the show.
Still glorifying your flaws,
That's why you didn't grow.
You always prey on the weak.
Seeking those at their worst.
Saying peace is what you seek,
While being toxic is your curse.
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