ExaltedPoet

One day the world will see through The nice person you keep in view Not sure what you hope to gain Running around causing so much pain You will never win the trophy that you want Someday their life you’ll be unable to haunt What will you do when it all falls down? When you finally get pricked by your own thorny crown These wicked games you play Destined to make people run away When it all comes out, will you admit that it’s all your fault? Will you admit you’re the one who did this? Or will you play the victim, and act like the blame's all his…