You Make Me Sick...
What you remind me of..
The sight of your face makes me sick
It reminds me of vomit, the one that is thick
The smell of it wreaks your breath
Causing someone’s death
The way you look at me, I feel in my mouth that after taste
You smell of garbage and waste
Every time you open your mouth, muck relinquishes
Is that even English?!
All the time you call and I answer
You make me sick, I rather have cancer
The thought of you even having another girlfriend
Her life she would condemn.
Written By: Elizabeth Rivera