Vipers eyes sideways looks
Laugh at lines sharpen hooks
Darkness crawls around their eyes
It’s there mask their disguise
I fear the fangs they show to me
Is it fate or should I let it be
Do I engage as they slither over
As the devils water spills over
Onto my arm as they touch
Is it genuine or a crutch
Somewhere deep their humans like me
That’s not something they care to be
They see my clothes are not brand names
They manipulate and love those games
They cheat, lie, hurt with no shame
We are, but are not the same
In their eyes flicks the flame
It’s hotter then hell in here
It’s my thoughts that they sear
They don’t like how I am myself
They really just want wealth
How could I not care that much
I could learn from their touch
I don’t want to play the game
It’s sad but society is to blame
We are but not the same
These separate classes that we learn
It’s a fake system, let it burn
It’s all a show for us to know
There is more but we have less
The witches smile try to caress
Wicked, horrifying game of chess
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