And so the real identity revealed
The new age of identity theft policed
Oh! If stupidity was a person, it would have been him
Oh! I guess it was a puff of wet cigarettes
He was wrong and wrong again
Went after want he wanted, neglected what he needed
Pretends it doesn't hurt but it hurts, doesn't it?
His psychologist was right, he has misplaced priorities
But I guess everyone had a cross to bare
He has mine to carry to death
They say they care
But where are they? Not here
Hypocrisy jumped out of its hiding shelf
Nope, it was him. He is hypocrisy's elf
He finally accept his fate in faith
But he wasn't wrong because the black room consumes till date
Nobody would ever understand a word he says
If only they read his words, he preyed
But if these things ought to die with him inside
That's okay. That's fine.
Tomorrow would be brighter with no one by his side
And that's fine.
I guess sometimes we all need a new wine
We all learn as it passes, time
In jail he learnt it, He did a hard time
About the Creator
Harydo Neon
I drain my thoughts through my pen. That's the only way I breathe.
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