Author Information
Shallow
Your name is the shallow
All I can think is that I hate you
Why are you so low?
Snake! Go away before I crush you too
I hate every little cell of your being
The people around you just aren’t seeing
How pathetic you really are
Don’t worry I won’t let you get far
You may have beauty but you don’t have brains
And the relations you’ve had are just stupid pains
You cause yourself the grief you’re in
And only you are the tranquility of your sin
I cannot stand how fake she is inside
I wish she would suffer and not die
So she can realize the pleasing torment
And so fate can give her what was meant
