Pathetic

I sneak and slither in the darkness
I steal, lie, and waste
I ravenously eat the candy
It's the rush not the taste

I live for the high
Yet feel nothing but low
I'd pretend to be alive
 but why put on a show

For your enjoyment here is the liar
Here is the lowliest of thieves
Here is what they tell you not to be
Only through deception he achieves
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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