JACOB.

Look cynthia, I’ve been burned before,
I’m here to warn you about Jacob,
Every page I turn In his life gets worse.

After a few months
I thought it was getting serious,
But it gets not for him,
It wasn’t even a thing for him.

I regret the days I laid eyes on him,
The way I overdosed him with care,
All he ever wanted was more candy,
More chocolate every week
Until the candy store ran dry.

Be my guest if you don’t wanna stay in bed with the devil,
Your house of cards is almost crambling…
You should be worried..
He’s just a wind without a specific direction,
You have to to let him go, now!

We must not upset the birds,
Just keep going,
Just forget he ever had you in his wings,
Just go!
It shall be ok.