Dearest Bitch

There is no fucking point
I try and try
Yet you can't wait to cut me down
Slice me up and feed me to the ground

I'm not fucking paranoid
You make it all too clear
You wish I wasn't here
You wouldn't mind if I would just cease to exist
Well, you fucking bitch
I really wish I could grant you your wish

Here is the thing
That pedestal you are perched on?
I will not stop until you have fallen off
I am no longer going to give into your scare tactics
All the ugly words and insults
Your passive aggressiveness behavior and threats

You act like you are something special
You want me to be down in a hole
You hope that I will be of no use
That way you can get the attention you desperately crave
If I am in the dark, the black sheep of the family
Then, by default you are the one in the light, you have the glory

Here is an idea
Why don't you slip out of your coma of denial
Get a fucking clue
I can do the same shit as you


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