Your go to method is to attack..
It's always one Step forward two steps back..
You always whine about me wearing black..
But my clothes hide the heart you love to crack..
There's a new argument every night..
You're always so eager to fight..
I'm terrified, cause all I see is white..
I guess your fist on my neck was too tight..
You might be a Warrior, but I'm goddess of the hunt..
I'm so sorry if I seem too blunt..
What's that you pulled? oh another stunt..
Too bad I know you from back to front..
In tearing down others you find joy..
You treat me like I'm a ragged toy..
You think you're a man? oh boy..
You're just an immature kid, a killjoy..
Amy x
