Hells angels have no friends
No one seems to understand
Why she mutilates her temple
They become too judgmental
Or even worse… helpful
They pretend to give a bother
And that’s worse than murder
Their smile is dipped in lies
Only there to attack and criticize
Telling her to choke on her tears
Mocking and laughing at her fears
She bargains her life with herself
Deciding she’s better off somewhere else
And with a final cry, the blade impels