Don't tell your twisted stories,
Stop telling all those lies,
The way you are calling it,
Just make your loved ones cry.
Don't vent your emotions publicly,
With anger and the pain,
To make others look worse,
Because you just think you're sane.
Don't pretend everything you do,
Is full of truth and perfection,
Whilst you hit out on social media,
And your loved ones need protection.
People can get hurt you know,
With hurtful words you shout out loud,
You're happy to tell tales and lies,
When you're in the middle of a crowd.
You don't need to become violent,
And physically hit another,
But it could take years to get over this,
And the mental scars to recover.
Written by David Boyce
21 April 2025
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