oh would you look at this,
it was a complete shoot and miss.
The sinister lie you spend your time with
You chose chaos over bliss.
Committing actions baised on whim
causing your concious voice to dim.
You're so sickly sorry when our eyes brim,
That perfect mask took over the old him.
I assume with your logic that you know
This was another bridge you decided to blow.
Did you think of once how it would affect me so?
I'd like to think so, but in reality, the answer is no.