I paint my nails perfect
never a chip to be seen
and my makeup is always nice
Not even a single smuge
I always smile
and say hello
I wear nice clothes
and have such cute shoes
but inside
if you look deeper
You will see not the pretty outside
but the ugly inside
The rage that boils
Hate festers
Revenge is something to look forward to
When you are spread out on the couch
Like you always are
I will slip the blade
Into its home
and smile while the blood runs free
Neve again will you hit me
or yell at me
or insult me
or humilate me
My my how the tables have turned
When its your blood on my hands instead of my own
And no one will cry
because all you did was destroy
so may you always
Rest In Hell.