"Brat" Poem

[Emicat]

Brat
Flowers ain't enough for me,
I want gold and money,
The chocolates you gave me,
Made me vomit out my tummy,
I want money I wanna car,
I want a bright red jaguar,
I want money, I want a boat,
Why are you're hands around my throat?

I through away you're soppy notes,
I told everyone and I gloat,
About all the sad things you said,
Why is there a gun to my head?

I don't love you anyway,
All that I want is your pay,
I don't feel guilt, I left you cry,
But I know soon I'm gonna die.

[bwabyadri]

Cool 10/10 cruel tho