The foul in me,
And brings back years old trauma,
Uncalled for drama.
Below my class,
He's an ass,
He is the poorest choice,
Raises my voice.
People warned me,
My dreams told me,
He will be the end of my hope,
Warpping around my neck like a rope.
He got history,
Lies not mystery,
He's a black hole,
The end of my life as a whole.
He brings the worst in me.
I fucked up,
Ran out of luck,
But he was a choice,
Before I lost my voice.
I connected to his soul,
Before it became a black hole.
I saw his heart,
Then he ripped mine apart.
He brings out the worst in me.