Your presence is like radiation.
It doesn't hurt so bad at first,
But it has that long term effect.
The more you are exposed,
The more you're affected.
The lies you tell burn like lava.
They scorch my heart and soul;
Leaves it cold, hard and without joy.
Your accusations are like mosquitoes,
You don't want them to hurt.
But you always find me unprotected
You always find my weakness.
Your ego is a balloon.
It gets bigger,
And bigger,
And bigger still,
Till that one person comes along.
That one person who pops the balloon.
And guess who I am?
I'm the person's going to pop your ego.
Be ready to feel what the pain you've dealt,
And so much more...
