listen.

i can’t tell you how to live,
how to care and/ or give,
or say its fair,
that you don’t share
time on anyone but yourself
you live life on a shelf,
i’m bound to break
trusting you was a mistake
from every time you fake
you put it all at stake
you cannot compensate
your actions deviate
beyond the paved road
making otbers carry the load
your huge ego
you push them below
won’t let them go
you think you put on a show
you mock the cleaning crew
they claim that you’ll rue
the day you wreck them
reject them
neglect them
they bide their hate
to condemn your fate
you will be sent underground
to not be found
not a sound
even a choice of your own accord
not one word
can appologize
or synthesize
forgiveness
from carelessness
you’re destined to a volatile state
i have spoken your fate

--JacobDexterCoffey--