World: “What’s up chica?”

Me:”Same old..”

World: “Liar…You know you’ve lost your ability to lie with those eyes of yours.”

Me: “I know…I used to be the master at hiding behind these hazels of mine. ”

World: “So.. spill it.”

Me: “Shhh, just listen….”

I keep on goin’ back even though it’s me I abuse…rust around the rim, drink it anyway, I cut my lip…I don’t mind at all, lean on my pride, I’m a lion…