So mad I can hardly stand it
You want your fucking narrative?
Tell your harem lies…
Go ahead and fucking brand it.
Karma catches up
No matter how you will dodge it
Or you’ll just drink yourself to death
Just because you’ve think you’ve lost it.
You think I will talk shit?
Boy I don’t have to…
Now these lines you’ve done crossed it:
I don’t give a flying fuck
About who you wanna fuck
I just know when you are stuck
You’ll come back for that ego fill up
But when it’s done and you’ve got enough
You will see the damage you have done
When I look down
With this crown
From your hometown
While u just talk for sound
With these stupid lies
That self victimize – man….
It has you looking like a clown.
(written on Feb 6, 8:43 AM)
Confessions of a Trauma Queen 