Little miss surrender took a gamble...lost
some are wise...see through the lies
Whilst Others bare the cost ..
You reaped the fake-ness merchant's sow
His empty grand illusion
Intelligence would surely know, The trick they call confusion ?
No sympathy, stability , you bought it on yourself
If stupidity was cash in hand, your burden would be wealth
Better smash the mirror your youthfulness is gone
To someone with much better sense...but once you were the one
The choice is just a memory, a was once happy day
Now mother goose hangs by a noose, While smarter children play.