Bad Seed


Your presence doesn’t quake my world
My cement is made by the fury of your winds,
the fury of your words
and I’ll never shutter.
No I’ll never break.

A phantom you weaved
imaginary golden memories.
You think you belong,
but you just disturb the peace
and once even my sanity,
so I crossed you out
from view.

Oh, Oh,
bad seed,
don’t you know
Oh, oh
how much
bad seed,
your loathed
BAD SEED!

Your presence is not felt
even when you linger halls
outside your ownership
Shut out
of the attention you crave
Shut out
of your entitlement.

Oh, Oh,
bad seed,
don’t you know
Oh, oh
how much
bad seed,
your loathed
BAD SEED!
Don’t you know
Bad seed,
the damage you can cause
Bad seed
is over!

A phantom you weaved
imaginary golden memories
and once I lost my sanity
to cross you out
your forever crossed you out.

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