Cuddly

They took you by your hand,
Spun you with words and kindness,
Buttered you in your face,
Sold you off in the alleys,
In the gutters they laid traps,
Their poisonous tongues,
They said they’d understand,
Through thick and thin
They’d stick with you,
To the end,
To the moon and back,
Your back is riddled with danger,
I hold them back,
Smiling at you,
You bought their ideas,
You bought their bluff,
I can’t explain myself,
I can’t let it go,
I did my best
May in your eyes i failed,
To me, success is personal,
I can’t even fall for it’s comparison,