You’re not God
you never will be.
So stop messing with life
and hurting me.
It has comes to a point
were my friends hurt too.
They’re sick of the crap
you’re putting them through.
Your lies cause me pain,
like a prick from a thorn.
I’m sick of the rubbish,
I can’t wait until you’re gone.
The day that you leave
is not far away
and I can tell that it’ll be
A beautiful day.
