Jumpstart my engine with flowery words,
Manipulate me once again,
Fool me to thinking I'm nobody,
Just so you could chastise my works with black pen.

If you'd wonder how I'd write horribly,
Look no further than to see yourself!
I write because I am inspired of your decaying,
You're the bad one on the shelf!

My words make no sense? Ha!
Of course it'll never come to you!
But, I don't understand;
You'll never understand what's true!

You'd be pleased to see me suffer,
Don't be shocked if I do enjoy yours, too;
I'd be ****** to hear you whisper:
You'd always been my waterloo.

I'd better be your waterloo!
You'll never tame the demon in me!
The demon you created;
Rotting me rapidly!

So go tell everybody you were right:
That I am a ****-up;
But, truth be told,
*I'd like it more if you'd shut up.