You rate with an attitude,
From a mindset driven unconscious.
What inspires you to do what you do,
Is based on insecurity!
It has to!
And that I need not to prove.
You reek of limitation.
Needing no explanation.
Your cloak and dagger methods,
To victimize.
Comes to me as no surprise.
You leave your signature.
One immature I have endured.
And clearly recognized.
I once attended the school of spies.
Your moods are quite obvious.
And borders on self degradation.
Why can't you just move on?
Have you chosen me to attract,
By your distractions that don't entrap?
And what you lack,
You must prolong?
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
got a nasty one eh ignore the fool