Blue 9
Game changer
Who was I for you?
Hardly a worn-out piece of blue
Unimportant, forgotten
Lying on the corner of every street
And at the bottom of your bag
Never used and now I know why
You never invited me into your world
Only wanted to use for your own purposes
Contradictory to mine
How stupid I was
Believing in the impossible
That you will change, forget
About what you allegedly saw
And disperse in much clearer air
Not convoluted anyhow
With your sick moral standards
But I know you’ll never change
In a person who would respect me
No matter how hard I try
To prove
My innocence
On every corner of your corrupted nature
Go check with your ego
If there’s any place for me
In the midst of your cold-blooded conspiracy
Against
My honesty
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15 November 2021
revised on 14 January 2022
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