Oct 2013
What do you think I can’t see?
Do I look like the fool who believes everything he’s told?
Don’t you dare mess with me
All that glimmers is not gold
Lie. Cry. Die!
Lie to me.
Cry for me.
Die by me.
Do I look like the fool who believes everything he’s told?
Don’t you dare mess with me
All that glimmers is not gold
Lie. Cry. Die!
Lie to me.
Cry for me.
Die by me.
Was not having a good day when I wrote this one.
