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Masks off


There isn't a mask big enough to cover your many faces a shape shifter bending reality leaving behind only traces so arrogant you've become complacent now your nothing, your basic. Slithering around like a serpent with your belly on the floor looking for another place to eat because I won't feed you anymore, never satisfied always wanting more, never enjoying the moment so your always bored. What did you think you were gonna get when you decided to come for me? I guess you thought I was a sheep, too meek to stand up to you and just let it be but see you misjudged me miserably because I'm coming to cut your head off with the utmost certainty that I did the world a service don't worry you deserve this, you've earned this. Spinning your spider Web of lies feeding off other people's demise all while hidden under a disguise because your fake, all you do is take. You might be laughing now but I know your gonna cry later when the truth is exposed your just another undercover hater. ~Masks off ◇
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