I used to be worthy to you,
But those were lies.
They say the pen is mightier than the sword,
I say words are mightier than two swords combined.
Naming and shaming me you called me a “cursed rubbish” and beyond.
“You’re just good for nothing!”
Those words did me in mama.
Hit my ears, crushed my soul, and corrupted my mind.
Rest in pieces my soul.