By Arcassin Burnham


Want ,
Nothing to do with you,
I prosper only for happiness,
While you're possessed with greed,
Second,
Don't want to listen to you,
Its more than enough to digest,
While thinking I was all you need,
Do,
You just not recall,
Someone told me secrets,
Didn't hear them all until now,
See,
In the guilt I hope you slip and fall,
I just couldn't believe it,
I have nothing else to do with you now.