Dear Mr. Hypocrite,
staring back at me
why are you so careless
and full of apathy?
When did you begin this,
why the hell aren't you ending anything you've started?
you're just a fucking fake
Dear Mr. Mirage,
you're really a sad and lonely man
Why do you cover everything up?
Why do you always feel it's not good enough?
No one's looking down on you
you're the only one making you blue.
you're just a fucking fake
Dear Mr. Asshole,
What the fuck is wrong with you?
Thinking you can do whatever
you want to
Maybe you'll meet your match someday
and finally open your eyes
before darkness is everything
you're just a fucking fake
Dear Mr. Mirror,
why am I singing to myself?
talking about things I've already felt.
Here's four unsent letters
describing myself
And I can't offer any solution
cause I've said all I can say
you're such a fucking fake
you're such a
you're such a
you're such a fucking fake
Ha. I love this. Nice job.
"Every Saint Has a Past and Every Sinner Has a Future." ~Oscar Wilde
<3 M.M. Plagmann