Lost crown
She is clown
My head is mold
She is the one
Paint me down
"Sad bitch
Ain't got peach
Always cry with broken pitch"
That what she called me
Guess who made me?
She, but she ain't me
Maybe she is my anxiety
A reason to induce
A plan I never made
A dream I have on my awakeness
Maybe she is my disorder
Prove for you and me
She knows how to break you
But still choose to break me
She ain't a creature nor Creater
But she made me
I don't feel her she ain't me
HUNN❤
©hunnpoem
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