they say the things you do
often perceives they way you're taken,
i think that's how your beauty
is so commonly mistaken.

they see the way you treat him
like he's nothing without you,
but I've spent a lot of time with him,
we both know that's not true.

they saw the look of envy
that crawled across your brow,
as i picked him from the darkness
and said he made me proud.

they watched your acts of bitterness
as they began to eat away at him
and how they only worsened when
I broadened his grin.

they caught the words that slithered
from your mouth into his head,
saying 'You'll never make it in this world'
and 'I wish you'd just drop dead'.

they say that makes you ugly,
when I've seen the way you are-
so desperate to make your mark,
you live to leave him scars.