Your aura is dark and your heart is cold
Maybe it’s broken but you choose not to heal.
You disrespect people for your own joy
Because you can’t handle your own black heart
You have the ugliest soul I have ever met
Stop for a minute you arrogant prick
Can you not hear the cries for help?
The cries for acceptance? The cries for love?
Your son just wants to talk to his dad
But you hear none of it. So I will listen.
You’re nothing but a bully and think you’re invisible
When in reality,
You are nothing but a cockroach and should probably be stepped on.
