your next emotion, I cannot wait.
One minute you are up, the next you are down,
I feel as if I am on a merry-go-round.
Who lives like that, and I would like to know why...
that there are those out there that live to wake up and die.
Not me, hell no, I want to live, and I am tired of all of the shit that you give.
I am a free bird, a peacock I'd say,
I refuse to live like this one more damn day!
The gift you have left, I will gladly keep,
I can assure this though, no one shall hear me weep.
Too long I have been your prisoner of war,
Do not worry, I too big of a person to try to even the score.
You will get yours, they say 'karma's a bitch',
but you just don't seem to care because torture is your niche.
Adios!
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