It’s no surprise I despise you,
It’s no surprise to advise absolution,
It’s no surprise you ignored the solution,
It’s no surprise to wake up hurt, agonized.
It’s no surprise to feel pain in my mother’s eyes,
It’s no surprise to be left out, only given goodbyes.
I don’t expect to see things change,
I don’t expect to see you at close range,
I don’t expect to become your friend, honestly your strange.
However, I do demand your respect, remove your profane!
For you to understand the pain,
And why it came.
It was not me or them,
It was you and your games,
Using us as pawns was your picture perfect play,
You picked us wisely, you see
Dividing the kin allowed your side to win.
Exploiting your virtues was indeed a sin,
Manipulating persons spirited your rudeness,
How can I repair with pieces so small?
And still you fight for more?
This is not fair at all...
