Its like forgetting about everything
Its like, staring at the sky
Or as deception always find a way
Like forgetting about a friend
As lying got the best part of thy
Its like lying to yourself
For when it starts early its too late
Like a poison from a snake
Thy never kept an open mind
Like those without friends
Always disrespect to never listen
Like a bond looks not it is
And those things that thy have stolen
Like a thief who shows guilt without words
Thy greedy demon manipulates
Like you know so well but cannot trust
Confessing never was thy cup of tea
Like a demon child which parents no control of
Living a life on the run
Is as good as despair for which to come
Might as well be dead
This is an introductory passage for something I am writing, and I was wondering if anybody could break it down and tell me what it means . . .
NINTENDO
nintendo forever . . .
