You don’t know what my tears taste like;
Because your lips do not catch their’ fall,
And your tendency to judge my actions –
Well, you’re no one to judge me at all.
You don’t know what I’ve been through;
I don’t care where you think you’ve been,
As soon as you’ve perfected your own shit –
Maybe, come back and talk to me then.
I don’t need anyone’s bullshit approval;
And I most certainly wasn’t looking for yours,
I know who I am, against your presumptions –
I represent steps that you’ve never taken before.
People like you; seem to shrink when compared to:
Anyone with even half of a beating heart,
I’m not sure why it shines so sure from your eyes –
A slice of true humanity would break you apart.
Please keep that ugly face from my scenery;
If you have the slightest hint of a clue,
Regarding how much I despise – the falseness and lies –
Take heed now, if you know what’s good for you.
Because one day, you will taste my teardrops;
You will feel the depths of this grief,
Despite all of your efforts at destruction and doom –
Silly you, someday your reflection will be me.