these two first born

don’t act now, when everyone’s acting already

you don’t mean it in the first place

a piece of plastic is much better than you

it’s constant, unchanging

so unlike you

you’re just full of words, an act

you say something, only to mean the other

you’re ever-changing, you even fool yourself

those around you hate you, they loathe you

they don’t want you here, as much as the first child you bore

selfish and vengeful

both of you will never change

i wont worry anymore

you’ll just end up dead anyway

the end of this suffering is near

3.4.11

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