Open Letter (rough cut)

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Open Letter

i remember nights alone
i remember… everything
you pick what you pick
you must have picked
a better man than me

i remember an ancient’s glare
strategizing… everything
you chose what you picked
why do you sleep alone?
for a better man than me?

// i…
// am insulted by your memory
// i…
// am less than nothing next to nothing
// how…
// can i be less than this
// how…
// can i be less than your nutless wonder?

face me
face me
face me now
face me
piece of of shit
face me
face me shit
face me
you balless wonder

your choice isn’t a man
your choice that’s scare of me
won’t look me in the eyes
you chose wrong, you chose less
you threw this away
for what you’ll never have

i’m tired of feeling less
than your f–ked up shit
don’t cry to me
get out of my world
get out of my head

(chorus)

… i gave you the chance to keep this conversation private.
— Mr. V