I have the horrible ability of knowing peoples motives
The sick ones
The ones that are so sad it makes me cry
The ones that make me know peoples real heart
The ones that no one understands
I hate it
I wish I didn’t see it
I wish I didn’t know why some friends still don’t talk to me
Or why some people were only in it for the money
The power festered in me as a child
Watching my own childhood overpower me
So don’t think you can get anything past me
I may smile at you, but I know every single reason why you get out of bed in the morning
M.A.P
©️ 2023

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