What a thing to do
No surprise it was you
Declined the letter right then
As receipt couldn't match the send
Self inflicted wounds
A mirror image of you
Who could expect anything else
From the likes of you
Because of your negligence
This is one's lived experience
All of the things that you do
Are reflective of you
One cannot become
With out two
It's all because of you
I understand things like I do
In reference to you
I becomes true
Self reflection
In your eyes I'm you
Because of your negligence
This is one's lived experience
All of the things that you do
Are reflective of you