If your thristy that’s your fault.
You only like chocolate beverages with malt.
My appetite for the truth has come to a halt.
You just enjoy misery, pain, & assault.
You say you fell from grace.
You ask me if I got my pepper spray mace.
Does my expression deceive my face?
Lies I can’t embrace.
The past you can’t erase.
You never called to touch base.
A part of my life was a waste.