To sneak upon me.
Arms raised on a level that people mistake for a hug.
But I know you mean to hold me down.
Because you want me to erase your mistakes.
Uplift your image for society's sake.
Tell them that you are so great.
Definitely not the reason for my broken state.
Make them believe that everything is OK.
Fuck, There's no limit to how far you have to run away
To escape the tendrils of my wrath.
You have a tendency
To sneak upon me.
My arms raised on a level that people mistake for a gun.
I'll gladly be mistaken for the bad guy.
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