Flip Effect

I call it the flip effect, an obnoxious little term
Here goes what it coins,
whatever happens can unhappen
whatever goes up goes down

All perverts can go lay, self

How does it feel to be the most loved, a moment and then
the very next, the most hated
Sounds funny, it is. And then when it hits you, all you are,
you are left with no defense, and everything to lose.

Then it is through and all you are,
you are left with a mind in shacles and soul in tatters
Then when you break free and get a hold of self, all you are,
you stand alone in the middle of nowhere unsure of what it is.

There is always the next one,
but for the one that is just past, you lost.