Maybe I'm Madder than the Hatter;
But it took smoking on a Caterpillar
To realize that I was making it a habit
To become Alice
In order to give chase after you, my White Rabbit.
So I guess the Cheshire Cat
Was right, in fact,
Because you never know who really has your back.
And while you Tweedled with my Dee, making me go Tweedled ******* Dumb,
I really should've paid close attention
To what was the up incoming outcome.
For even as I hoped that I wasn't in this alone,
You looked down at me from the height of your throne,
The Queen of a Heart that continues to roam.
So while you made deals with the Devil,
But while we conversed, you claimed everything was handled.
So now, I feel trapped inside this wicked scandal,
That's breaking me apart, and corrupting my ****** soul.
You had me questioning if you were really mine;
I guess I really should not be so surprised.
I wish I could take back so many countless nights,
When I stayed to put up with the countless lies.
I pray you get all that you deserve,
That would be only the best, even though I'm hurt.
I can't shift gears to back up time into reverse,
So I must find the drive to pick myself from out of the dirt.
Sep 10, 2022
Sep 10, 2022 at 7:35 PM UTC
Maybe I'm Madder than the Hatter;
But it took smoking on a Caterpillar
To realize that I was making it a habit
To become Alice
In order to give chase after you, my White Rabbit.
So I guess the Cheshire Cat
Was right, in fact,
Because you never know who really has your back.
And while you Tweedled with my Dee, making me go Tweedled ******* Dumb,
I really should've paid close attention
To what was the up incoming outcome.
For even as I hoped that I wasn't in this alone,
You looked down at me from the height of your throne,
The Queen of a Heart that continues to roam.
So while you made deals with the Devil,
But while we conversed, you claimed everything was handled.
So now, I feel trapped inside this wicked scandal,
That's breaking me apart, and corrupting my ****** soul.
You had me questioning if you were really mine;
I guess I really should not be so surprised.
I wish I could take back so many countless nights,
When I stayed to put up with the countless lies.
I pray you get all that you deserve,
That would be only the best, even though I'm hurt.
I can't shift gears to back up time into reverse,
So I must find the drive to pick myself from out of the dirt.
revised Nov.10, 2023 @ 12:45 am
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