Scorn
(Lucca’s song)

By Avery

She gleams like a golden river.
A beautiful and sparkling giver.
She’s better than me,
tainted with envy.

Science isn’t always better.
To me it’s just a comforting fetter.
Brains are all,
they’ll be my fall.

I’m the one in the background.
I’m the one that sees.
I’m the one who’s not pretty.
I’m the one with the fee.

Fire burns while ice is a healer.
The cards have been dealt by a venomous dealer.
Pure regret,
is my mind set.

I’m the one in the background.
I’m the one with the machines.
I’m the one who’s not pretty.
I’m the one that silently screams.