It won’t be the last

Opening Line

There’s probability for me to go insane
The countless thoughts roaming that cannot be controlled in any way
I cannot tolerate the over smartness of people around
Wish they could realize how stupid they actually sound
I never judge people in any way
Even if they aren’t perfect
Come on guys, give me a break
See yourself in mirror
Before you comment on others and estimate
Wave your hand when you see me coming
Wave your hand again to depart
Keep your false smile on your face
Don’t bargain and try to sell
I am the master of manipulation
The contempt of whole
If I catch you back bitching on me
It would be my first time to be rude
I don’t care
If it Wouldn’t be the last at all

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