So you thought

You acted like you made me,
Like I should bow when you speak.
Funny how you crumble now
That I’m the one who grew teeth.
I bit my tongue for months,
Now I’m done bleeding for your pride.
You talk big for someone
Who can’t sleep without a lie.


And don’t pretend you’re innocent,
We both know you’re not that slick.
Your truth is just a costume
That never really fit.


You’re a disaster in designer lies,
A storm that only hits your side.
I’m not your therapist, punching bag,
Or the girl you gaslighted dry.
I hope you trip on your ego,
Choke on the words you never meant.
You lost the best thing you ever touched,
And I don’t feel a drop of regret.

Hip hop, pop, female