Back stabbing Keels.

A Poem by Needy

Come a little closer.
I'll show you how it feels.
To be stabbed in the back.
It's like a thousand stinging eels.

You think you really know me,
but now the truth is clear.
You paint this picture of me.
You think I'm made of fear.

You are very wrong.
You do not know the truth.
I know I hide behind a mask.
But you don't have the proof.

Am I really happy?
Are you really there?
If I left this life today,
would you even care?

So come a little closer.
And I'll show you how it feels.
To be stabbed in the back.
It's like a thousand stinging eels.