To multiple fuckers, I guess
Some asshole once followed me… To think his essence swallowed me… I can’t even form the words… Just wanna use the force of my verbs… It’s bad enough his faces rapes… The image processor of my brains… Trust issues were inherited… But he’s amplified them; he’s merited… Welded to my memory, pathetic… He’s not even apologetic… Don’t know his m.o., but it’s in his name… Was I just another cut out for his frame… He’s the artist who’s colored me gray… The reason why I’m scared to play Green Beret





