
I think I’m getting older
My soul is turning cold
I’m even getting bitter
Aggressive, so I’m told
.
I’ve learned to turn a blind eye
To people on the street
I’m getting like the rest now
The ones I used to hate
.
I think that could be why
I’m scared to death
.
I don’t bother with my friends now
I wait for them to call
I mix with shallow people
I hardly know at all
.
Charity begins at home
And no-one lives with me
I only think about myself
I don’t get hurt that way
.
I think that could be why
I’m scared to death
About the Creator
Matthew Batham
I’m a horror movie lover and a writer. My stories have been published in numerous magazines and on websites in both the UK and the US. My novels and short collection, Terrifying Tales to Read on a Dark Night are available on Amazon.


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