Apple of Discord.

Your life is so miserable,
you have nothing to talk 'bout you,
that's why you have to talk 'bout me
and to make it interesting
cos my life isn't too circus
to entertain you and all your people.

There's clowns to show me how crazy I am
and there's knifes to stab me when I'm slept
but if I don't turn my back on you,
I think I talk 'bout you in your fucking face
and now you know you're shit in my shoe.

I don't want to be the Apple of Discord
but you really love to keep talkin' bout me,
there's bullshit I didn't even know 'bout me,
so thank you for makin' my life so interesting.

Your life is so predictable,
you're always with the same hooker,
your love moves are worn out
and you can't try to convince me 'more
cos this stupid girl you think I am,
I know what road to take though I don't get far.

There's clowns to show me how crazy I am
and there's knifes to stab me when I'm slept
but if I don't turn my back on you,
I think I talk 'bout you in your fucking face
and now you know you're shit in my shoe.

I don't want to be the Apple of Discord
but you really love to keep talkin' bout me,
there's bullshit I didn't even know 'bout me,
so thank you for makin' my life so interesting.

-.-.-.

it's a very, very nice poem I wrote when I found out a lot of people talking bullshit about me I didn't even know, I mean, really, there's people with nothing to do and they just like to sow discord.