Being Bitter is Not a Sin (It's Salt)

I will watch you tear yourself apart,

When I say, kiss my cheek for silver,

I will watch you hide yourself in the dark,

As you make tears of river.

This is my weapon, and you are the target,

My bow and arrow, my gun and bullet,

It’ll make me angry, no regret,

It’ll make me happy, wanna bet?

I’ll light up your stars so you can still see bright,

As I hold your eyes and squeeze them real tight,

Where’s that throat?  I’ll give you a brand new necklace,

It looks good on you, it’ll choke you in so many ways.

White flags? Isn’t this over?

But first of all, who said this is a war?

But I’ll still send my army of daggers,

That will knock you down on your front door.

I’m getting tired of this; I will end this one,

But there’s a frown on your face that you have to wipe,

Anyway, here, have a cookie, it’s just for fun,

And always remember, just live long and enjoy your life.

Written by: Seb Calaguas