B***h Syndrome

B***h Syndrome

Untrustworthy snakes

Cold hearted and two-face

Bitter blood runs through their veins

Immune to intelligence is their dull brain

Their eyes are drunk with great maliciousness 

Proudly intoxicated with shallowness 

Wicked Queens

By slaughtering your dignity they feel pretty

Devious and attention seeking 

Condemned to fight an endless war

To feel the fairest of them all

Their appearances is like a garden blooming with tropical fruits

Lush and divine

But inside they are lifeless

An arid desert

A fruitless land

Hence, prohibit them to scar your path

They have nothing to offer

They are foul garbage to discard.

Reviews

[SmittyJas]

Well written description of b***h syndrome sounds like an illness must be a cure. A good steady Man for sure. I'll Be Damed if I'm Right B*****s of the world unite.

[Jack Kennedy]

The first three lines are fantastic to me and kept me me read through it! Another interesting read and like the last one blunt and honest. 9/10

[Ambra Celeste]

Hi Jack, thanks for leaving your comment on this one. :)

[Jack Kennedy]

You are very welcome!