What the hell are you wearing?
I can’t believe you’d say something so stupid!
*Stare blankly ahead* or *don’t answer your texts*
(Oh are you talking to me?) I want you to feel that sinking feeling of isolation
I feel so powerful so in control
I can manipulate your feelings – your day
Just by the cruel words /if any/ I choose to say
I like when I let you in -you feel a sense of joy- but I can tear it down
Rip it up…Destroy every inch of it
With a simple phrase
I love this – this high…Of evil
I’d rather tear you down…So you’ll never pass me
In the self esteem hierarchy
If I control you…You can’t control me
If I hurt you…You can’t hurt me
_besides_
There’s nothing for you to tear down
Inside of me
Because
I’ve already destroyed it
Myself.
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