raging thoughts pt. IV

take me downtown
play your best move
i’ve nothing to owe
the crown is not for you

he says i’m the best
he says i’m his princess
but i’m still underwhelmed

by a rancid brain
and pretentiousness

i’m tired of predicting
every move he sends
it’s all flat,
not thoughtful, not dense

i’d rather be hollow
than be filled with pretense

i don’t want to blend
i don’t want to blend

i just want to kill all of my friends

i’m not sure if it’s
the right thing to do
but it’s sure not worse
than playing pretend.

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