I'm a Macbeth

What was so cruel about what was written that she was crumpling it?

People tell you to stop dreaming,
but you still do.
People tell you to stop chasing,
but you still do.
Even you can't deny it, you can't change it.

We see things based on what we have in mind.
All the judgment, statement, oh it's not an element
for you to do what you like to do.
Its something you've been craving,
like oxygen in your blood that keeps flowing.

They'll tell you I'm a Macbeth,
Lady, if you should add.

I close my eyes.
I close my book.
I burn the whole pages. 
Trying to become the new me. 
I sip things.
I bath glitters in a string.
I drink wine-sin.
I wear dress in blue satin.
Reborn with the angelic side of me
which once confused me.
But this's who am I gonna be, this's my revenge wanna-be.
Won't let anything mess it up for me,
even some days I'm feeling so whinny. 

But no. I'm not all that you wish for, boy. 
I'm now what you think I am, boy.
I'm a coward, my baby-boy. 
I might turn you on, and I can turn you off. 
Leaving you feelin' unwanted, but you can't take off.
I might laugh on your jokes, even it ain't that funny.
I'm highly anticipated the fires to come. 
Because I can't be like that, 
I just can't. 

They'll tell you I'm a Macbeth,
Lady, if you should add.

So come here, look me in the eyes. 
Tell me all what you need. 
Even you don't need anything at all.
Be my king, and I'll be your queen.
I'll be ready to ease your pain. 
Up and down, in and out, like a blurred holy-sin.
Take me like a vitamin, feel me with your heart beatin',
Ain't no right or wrong with all this drink,
Pour it down as how your thoughts flyin',
And you should know how much I'm starving for your synical gin.

FFF
(August, 20 2017)

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