
Do not get too sobered up by my confessions.
I really do not come in peace, I swear.
Truth wins hearts yet smiles win elections,
And there is no feeling more truthful than fear.
You put in the work, and you fix the mistakes.
Honey, I do not buy all these decorations.
You erased me in one, two, three shitty takes,
Then went ahead and called it validation.
So, do not punch yourself when the cup spills.
I really do not mean any harm, I promise.
Smiles dull blades, but truth – it always kills.
Honey, I was never your lost Alice.
-Jackie