For goodness and badness And for some ugliness Here’s the facts and I’ll lay them down right: I’m a ******* sorcerer And I don’t finish lists
Irony in the ironical first-person I left someone behind when they told me to And now I’m better off, Know this poem’s for you. Every time I see your face, I really hope you’re doing well But deep in my mind I know that nothing’s changed And you’re still the same, as I’m trying to change To be a better person than I was when we met But it’s something that you never noticed, yet Something inside of me says we’re polar Opposites and what really happened Was for the best, for both of us So I still keep in touch with Friends around you And I hope secretly That you fall in Unending mercy And that I’m wrong.