I’m still here

I don’t care if you don’t want to see me, I will make myself seen. You turn your head and gag. You never cared you’ll never care. Run your loud mouth hypocritically but typically you’re statistically willingly dissecting me. Tear me apart piece by piece but guess what (I’m still here). You hate with every cell in your heart, but at the end of the day you’re ashamed when it’s dark. Manipulation is the infection that you spread. lies are all you incept my head.