GREY. YELLOW. - ̗̀anthology ̖́-

the "good ones"

Malicious minds lurk close to us,
Follow our every move.
They plot and scheme and
We still don't see
what they mean to do.

Vindictive brains gain our trust,
Full of lust for our demise,
They never cared about us
In the first place!

They don't care about you.
They don't care about anyone
But themselves.

Disguised as pretty girls,
With blonde hair,
Athletic bodies,
And eloquent tongues
that hiss behind their teeth
as they poison you with their speech.

The worst of them seems innocent.
With brown eyes framed by
spectacles that allow them to see your weaknesses clearly.

And she will show
Everyone.

You hate us.
We hate you.
But we want to warn you not to
Listen to them.
Not to let the snakes divide you.

Because they will try.

-[You are their tools. And we are their left over scraps.]