In time they will all see what you truly are.

And it makes me sick to watch you bask in all the glory, so undeserved.

You don't feel what's been burnt so deeply within my heart, and now lives in me, which fortifies me.

I won't be the next to wrap around your finger.

I won't bow down to you.

Take your place, assume your role.

Your artificial efforts, they can't blind me.

Faker, deceiver, the simulator.

Does anybody else see?

To me you mean nothing.

All deceived.