Motherfuckers thinking they can ruin an already ruined life.
How much effort went in to it?
How much time?
Scoreboard.
You dog.
You pig.
Cocksuckers..
Score to the board.
Scoreboard.
I’ve got the kingdom in my pocket…
In my pocket.
Controlled emotion.
Manifested.
Directing the colors to your will.
To your own fucking will.
Using tricks, being hated by loved, being envied and lambasted..
(can’t help yourself,can you?)
I can not.
I understand a weakness now.
I know it’s a flaw..
Things just get out of hand..
I lose it..
(you can recover?)
I always do.
Eventually.
dawn 