Lies & Cowardice

May you live a failure.

You thought I was nice, and ever so a friend.
You thought I was sweet, and ever so understanding.
You thought I was gullible, willing to believe anything that came from your mouth.
You thought I was naive, and so you started to scheme.

You knew that I could see how you felt about your life, that's why you were so open about your interests.
You knew that I didn't know any better, that's why you made no effort to shield me from your depravity.
You knew how I was eager to sacrifice, that's why you laid a trap.
You knew I wouldn't wish that misery upon anyone, and so you waited.

And waited...
And waited...
And waited...
Until finally, I took the bait.

I checked on you, and you erased my fears.
I felt relief, and you put on a mask.
I trusted you, and you bided your time with bated breath.
Until one day, you took a chance...

But because of your lies, I believed that I would become the monster if I engaged.
So, I denied you, and you stopped — but only for a while.
You waited once more, but you were still so eager for a chance.
Waiting to relish in my delicacies.

So when I told her what you were doing, it only took a few words.
You clammed up, and then what did you do?
You vanished.
Every trace of you that I was aware of had vanished from this world.
And then it dawned on me:
I wasn't the monster, you were.
It took me a while, but I figured out what you were truly like.
Maybe you're still out there in this world, or maybe you aren't;
but if you are, I'd like to ask you a few questions:

Was it worth it, to you?
Was my innocence worth corrupting when we barely knew each other?
Did you need to feel enticed by my youth so much that I became the object of your desire?
Was I the only one you tried to lure?
If so, how long have you failed or succeeded?
Weren't you ever disgusted with yourself?
Do you know how much I feared for my life after what you pulled?
Were you aware of how much I looked over my shoulder back then, fearing you'd find me on the street?

If your sister is as real as you claimed, I hope you never hurt a single hair on her head.
You tried to incorporate her into your scheme through gimmicks, but thankfully I never engaged.
I'd definitely learned my lesson, and I hope you did, too.
Because in your chasm of arrogance, you never cared about anyone but yourself.
So with this, I'll leave you be.
But if you haven't changed like I'd hoped, here's my final message to you:

May you forever be haunted by your ineptitude, and every failure crush you into the slimy paste you wish to embody.

With all due respect,
Fuck you "Tyler".