if i could paint how i feel, i'd draw a bullseye on your forehead,
my anger is not misdirected,
unless it somehow misses you
time spent on hate,
is time gone to waste,
i watch you point and click
your life away
so cast the stones that i'll gladly catch i stand behind the things i say
you type the words you wont say to my face
and i'll throw them right fucking back, time spent on hate,
is time gone to waste,
i watch you point and click
your life away the best of intentions
it seems you've let me go again
just like the day you let me in
you were never mine to begin with so step away from the fucking screen
see a world outside your scene
maybe then you will know,
and realize the lack of threat you pose.
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