I'm perpetually projecting
Traumatized me, even unintentionally
But when I tell it in a rhyme
Ya'll eat it up like a delicacy
Oh silly me
I almost forgot how much
Misery NEEDS company
to serve biscuits and tea to
and gossip endlessly too
But when I say our friendship
is through you scream
"VICTIM, VICTIM, VICTIM!"
Cry and run out the room.
I find it humorous
through and through
how toxic people project
onto you what it is that
they feel they're going through.
Even if that drama is made up
in their own head
it isn't even true.
You see,
Their lives are so boring
That they take your own story
And twist it to benefit them
or make it their own.
They feel like it puts them
on some kind of throne
By playing a real life game of "telephone".
But the truth is
We all saw that decay
in your eerie milky eyes
like a dead fish afloat
Lake Eries tides.
I'm rinsing out your lies
and hanging them to dry
Have fun in that cashier job
Bitch bye
I'm gonna take my good vibes
and fly like an eagle
who just snatched the corpse
of that dead fish with no remorse.
Because this is nature Kim
if you wanna play dirty
I'll go out on a limb
and say you're not happy with your life
But it might really help if you stop
creating your own strife on a whim.
Sounding like a Sim, when you talk to me
Because all I hear is you planting negative seeds
so I tune it out
You might find that your life
is much better without that negative talk too
But the last time I said "I hope your day gets better"
your anger went VROOOM!!!!
Because you realized you can't control my mood
Nor will you ever
That dead fishes head is now severed
I know I'm cleaver, no one could have said this better.
Dead fish eyes, if you didn't know
are a delicacy.
I've always seen you bitch
Now you can't see me.
