When will you speak,
Tell me things that aren't just lies?
Real memoriesYou scorn me for acting out
Having a option,
But I horde information
About you,spiderYou say you don't want to be like them
But you are
You lie about pointless things
You shapeshifterYou can be anyone you want to
With your lies and charisma
I'm on to you nowYou're a spider
With your dirty great web
And poisonous mouth
You slag me off,but it's not like your any betterYou say you could have anyone you want
But do they want you?
Yeah,probably not
I don't blame them
You act like your better then them
But at least witches can play your gameThey're the Alphas over there
So you're not welcome,small fry
At least I know where I stand
Besides I can escapeYou're playing a game
With your trapped flies
But one is breaking loose
And their is no way she's coming backYou shamelessly lie
For no apparent reason
Sure I cast webs too,but little ones
I'm not addictedYou'll need to hunting grounds
Almost sucked this place dry
Don't think we'll throw a leaving do
Your just one of us,even if you are a spiderAll you need is someone to free your flies
And break your web,
And let the witches see you fall
ESTÁS LEYENDO
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PoesíaA collection of poems, a grouping of words. Lovely cover by @VinylLights Winner of the Pyschiadelic Awards poetry category