AndyMac: A Voice For the Future

Triple Berry Shock

To think that seven months ago you had complete control over me.

I swear to God I’ll never be the same.

You were my worst nightmare and now you’ll see,

You’ll stay awake at night while you think of me

And how I’m through with all your fucking games.

Now that we’re through,

I don’t want a single thing to do with you.

Why don’t you choke

On all of your false hopes?

Destroy myself from inside out, just to rebuild again:

That’s the effect that you have on me.

Does it make you proud?

I’m through bitching about you,

Wasting my time over a bitch that I knew

Was just a waste from the start.

I am your end.

Now that my hand is on your throat,

And my knife is at your chest,

My grip tightens, my hand extends.

You will see how bad you make me.

Go to hell.