Created: January 29, 2022

I have a lot of people who are mad at me,
But what’s one more fucking tally to the list?
I trust my instincts, and they will always be
The ones that guide me, whether wrong or right.

The ones who are mad, they see only the blight,
They hold grudges like stones and never let go,
They’ll twist your words and spread lies in the night,
Leaving you alone in the darkness below.

They’ll come for you, sharp as an arrow,
With anger that sears like a red-hot flame,
Their words will pierce and cut like a sword,
And leave you feeling hollow, broken, and maimed.

But I’ll keep my head high, and my heart will remain,
True to my instincts, never swayed by their pain.

For what’s one more tally to the list,
When you know your instincts will never miss.