I will not take from you your love
And neither, my dear, will anyone else
Your heart and your life are your own and they’ll always
Stay tied to your real sense of self
How did you get here, my sweet friend
To this place where your feelings grow dim
Anger and angst and anguish have fought
To rip you apart limb by limb
Did you think that his heart could be bought
Oh the price that you’d pay for the love that you sought
But your false self his heart turned away
What is bought oft’ refuses to stay
(c) 2018, “Your False Self,” Tiffany Aurora