Undawn You Mean Nothing To Me
I have become
The upper man for now
I look down
Now it’s your turn to bow
I don’t waste
Any more energy
You have started
My own anarchy
You mean nothing to me
I don’t deserve
These things you’ve put me through,
I was your friend
But now you’re my foe
I don’t care any longer
It is your turn, you see
You see
You mean nothing to me
Perfect, in imperfection,
Reject, by indirection
Reflect, without reaction
You mean nothing to me
