What is up with that attitude?
The word ***** slips out of your mouth like saliva that dribbles out of a baby
You use it like a punch, a swing of a bat, anvil to drop but the more you use it, the more it becomes just like a feather mistakenly landed upon a cheek.
You'll say vivid things like "Ima cut a slit in her throat" when in reality I know you won't only because your squeamish.
Not afraid of blood but the love you'll lose
Casualty of a heart put down by the words "*******" and "I wish you were never born."
You'll put it over your shoulder, dip it in gold then show it off to the world like" this girl is putty in my hands"
You feed a negative to a positive it will only slip away, switch to the other side and it'll be there to stay.
Think hard before you speak, before you strike, before you free the bullets of your mouth and realize.
You're just angry