Sleep is a Dream
A dreamless sleep and well slept night there is only one thing wrong with this sight
turn to you still sleeping there and i wish so badly that i didn't care
what would make my life easier and so carefree
is if you didn't cry like a screaming baby
your whines and worries aren't worth my time
neither is your hot sex-phone line
act so innocent yet you are the greatest sinner
show off and be so grand you make everyone look like a beginner
Crystallized in your ways
Again and again through every day
Ruthless with sight of purple
Easy for you to destroy everyone
Never needing a second opinion
Always the greatest and never wrong
the only thing you do is act like you are the only one who cares
and care so much that it is the greatest thing in the world
you are never sorry, you are never right, you are never actually asking if I need anything
you ask so that you have artillery in the next fight you plan to start
i’m always losing the battle because you have built yourself like a god
you’re unworthy and you don't deserve what i have to give so get out of my face and away from me there is nothing in this world that you can do to make it up to me and i am not taking your purple paint any longer.
Bye
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