You’re going to outgrow me just the same.
Like as a child within your dress shoes.
You’ll soon become the rest and like them. The same.
Your character is that not unique.
You follow calls and reply with the crowd.
Walking left stride in the cream puff get ups and uniforms with catchphrases.
It’s nothing to be proud of.
Why would you take pride in following yuppies?
I’m not proud.
You, just like everybody else ,love the idea of creativity and uniqueness.
But your desire and stereotypical ideas of individuality are nothing I haven’t seen.
This in turn makes you a conformist and a hypocrite.
But you’re prime lime light is now.
Enjoy it Ms. Lonely.
You’re gonna be at the bottom of the chain in less than a year.
So go ahead and get juiced in it.
The higher I see you go the worse your sting is gonna itch.
Come on do you dig these stereotypes?
Can you let go of these perfect ideas and accept the veneer reality?
This and I, am your last For tonight.
Till come changing tide.
You’re big cat now Ms.Lonely
I can’t wait to see you fall and crawl.
Not back to me, I’ll be dead by then.
You’re chrome horse and imagery of children will crumble within your bleak future and reality.
You aspire for nothing more than what your neighbors mother did 17 years ago.
Thats your downfall.
Somebody in your rank will have you.
But not me.
How does it feel?
You’re parasitic, and needy.
Lay down and get off of me.
I’m going to live my own with another.