Game Over

Things do fall apart Believe me it’s yet to start I peeked when you uncovered your mask Your true colors beyond my grasp Your attitude is sweet as cake Which also rhymes with "fake" Your first impression was cool Too bad I’m not a fool You’re like a broken record I promise to ditch the minute you start to mess up Your time is ticking You may think I’m kidding In fact I’m leaving Cause your attitude is killing You exhausted your last straw Dude, this ain’t a law Screw what you think of me now I care no more about thou This time you’re too late I already shut the gate Quit rating me, I’m perfect in my own way. Maybe try looking in the mirror first? I bet you’d notice the problem right away _by Michelle.B.G_