You are a pop tart
You are not my friend
I wanna see your insides
Put your life to an end
I will destroy you
And every crumby soldier
Every piece of you
Will know my mighty toaster
I’ll grin a big hello
Before I tear you down
Say goodbye to your family and friends
Before you enter my belly town
I don’t really like you, you pop tarts
But they say you are what you eat
I ate all my self hatred
Now I see pop tarts on my feet
It starts from the bottom until we are here
With frosting and sprinkles on my skin
My bones are starting to feel weak
I see the pop tarts giving a slight grin
They are not raising their white flag just yet
The battle has just begun
When you try to mess with pop tarts
Know you ain’t the only one
*a person who hates pop tarts so they eat them all, slowly overtime their skin starts to become pop tart textured, they go get an X-ray of themselves and their bones have started to become pop tart crust, eventually in their pursuit to end pop tarts, it ends their life. sadly, they hated themselves until the end*