You walk around this place,
like it is your palace.
You act like you are the queen,
when you are just like every other human being.
You smile in front of me,
but you stab me in the back.
You get mad when I do something,
then you turn around and do the exact same thing.
You say that you always get ditched,
then your words get all switched.
You say you want your space,
to get out of your face.
And when I do walk away,
you say you want me to stay.
You attract all the drama
which just adds to my trauma.
You say your a queen,
you are, but only a drama queen.
Apr 19, 2019
Apr 19, 2019 at 1:33 PM UTC
You walk around this place,
like it is your palace.
You act like you are the queen,
when you are just like every other human being.
You smile in front of me,
but you stab me in the back.
You get mad when I do something,
then you turn around and do the exact same thing.
You say that you always get ditched,
then your words get all switched.
You say you want your space,
to get out of your face.
And when I do walk away,
you say you want me to stay.
You attract all the drama
which just adds to my trauma.
You say your a queen,
you are, but only a drama queen.
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