You said I'd never amount to anything but tragedy and faggotry while choking on your bigotry, watched you die, and now it clear to me That I really am nothing

I'm nothing like you

It's music to my ear
To never hear your voice again
To miss you is a betrayal
To everything I am
The distance between me and you
Growing like a flower so frail
That never stopped your hands did it?
Seems petty to admit
I'd...