April Fool

I ain’t your April fool

Not your plaything anymore

Wrapped my heart with steel and wool

Sent you stomping out my door


Cause I ain’t your April fool

I’ve got thunder in my soul

I’m done playing by your rules

I’m done walking on your coals


You ain’t my April fool

You made sure of that yourself

Say I’m stubborn as a mule

But at least I know myself


So I ain’t your April fool

Best get used to what you lost

A memory, ghost, or ghoul

The price your silence cost


But I ain’t your April fool

Though I know you’ll miss my touch

And when the moon is full

Don’t dream of me too much

This poem is about: 


sloppy papi

bro april passed


Thanks, I wasn't sure since the time stamp said May 16th

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