A Bi7c4es Eyes
The Old me went,
Just disappeared ,
For a time I found it weird ,
But 3 years on,
And now I see,
This bi7c4 will stay .
She killed old me .
And she dont care, and rarely cries ,
I now see through this b@#hes eyes.
I see most people are dumb or rude ,
Or nasty , crass and very crude .
I see I don't really like much folk ,
I find them twats or just a joke .
I see id rather be alone,
No one to complain no one to moan ,
I see the world through open eyes ,
And most people I now despise ,
But judge me not ,youd sympathise , if you saw through this bi7c4es eyes
Copyright © Gina Jones | Year Posted 2022
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