Noting the hidden agenda under your fleece; believe me, it’s not unnoticed.
You think you got it played right, but trust me you being doubled down by 10fold.
You say to yourself, “We won’t get caught; we’ll just follow their game.”
Believe me when I say, “you’ve been caught.”
Questions being played on repeat; continuous actions being seen; yeah, you’re being watched.
You think you got it double down, be aware when I say, “you better hope you don’t get caught.”
Yeah, because once you’re caught a shackle from hell has been unleashed.
This devil isn’t an ordinary feign; You see, he already been through it once or twice, not as a game.
He went and bashed the door down, it wasn’t a pretty scene.
You should’ve seen the pee drip down the aggressors leg; yeah, he was lame.
He ran; he called the police; he did everything; but the devil wasn’t playing his game.
Believe me when I say, “your game is already being drained.”
Noting the hidden agenda under your fleece; believe me, it’s not unnoticed.
About the Creator
Edgar Grove
A striving, young individual seeking to be understood by those I’m surrounded by. Enlightenment, philosophy, and kind-hearted people is what drives me to go further in life! Peace and joy is all I truly desire!
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Sounds like a deeper meaning to this story, lol. I enjoyed it!