I'm in the mood to get even 🦊

I let a lot go. I ate a lot of pain. I bent so far I broke.

And he shows up again. Ready for another go.

I'm not the same though. I'm not afraid to lose anyone anymore. I know what he is, without a doubt, and I'm tired of bullies and abusers always thinking they have the privilege of another go.

I definitely owe him something.

All the lies I listened to, giving them every opportunity to be true.

He doesn't really know me. I never really gave myself to him. He thought it was cute how I was weird and kooky, but he was too selfish to understand why...

I'm done being the kind of messed up that puts up with shit and lets it happen again and again.

Done.

I could be chill and simply decline, but he's gonna find out why the fox is crazy.