• I was in a rage that was binding,
    So mad that I was crying,
    A liar had formed near me,
    I was not quick to see,
    That what she had said was a lie,
    Every word of it, Every "Hi!",
    I am not a fool,
    But my brother drools,
    She is not the light he seeks,
    But the darkness that speaks,
    She holds on to him,
    Pulling him back in,
    He will never break free,
    But I shall help him to see,
    What she really is in my eyes,
    To show him her tricky lies,
    No proof I have now,
    But I know some how that I will have found,
    The proof I really need,
    So the gruesome end will disappear and leave,
    For I now must run and hide in the shadows,
    I will lurk and wait till she is near so that I can strike,
    My voice is high like a soprano,
    But my bark is not worse then my bite...