i could present you
with irrefutable proof
spill my own blood
just to drive it home
scream at the top of my lungs
to fall on your deaf ears
but what’s worse
is that lies come by
from blood older then you
it becomes gospel over my plea
every sentence riddled with deceit
what will it take for you to believe me
i want to give up
but i can’t find a way
everytime i try
i find something else to relay
but it gets swept up
when the wind decides to change
who am i but the new blood
with you in your set ways