By Unknown
I hate you motherfucker!
You son of a bitch it’s taken me so long to get to this point
This point where I don’t…well…
I don’t need you that I…
I can’t believe it but I feel like I
I don’t need you
Or want you
Especially I don’t feel wanted by you
I guess it’s over
It’s over in my mind
My mind s full of mush for you and I have to learn to
Squeeze it out.
Damn you and all of your mean, selfish love
Your part time love…
Your unreal, raping love!
Damn you for the pain of needing, hate and seething,
Push me to the side I don’t need you Love.
Damn I’m tired of that.
You son of a bitch motherfucker!
It’s over. You never liked me
You never let yourself be honest enough to like me…now it’s over. You don’t care, or give a shit. I get it.
That’s why I’m wishing you truly get it.
What you truly deserve.
But before that happens, and yes, it will happen---know this Ahole:
That closet is as deep for you as it was for all of us!
It will happen.
It’s happening in the next few minutes
It’s happening now.
You dishonest, liar---see the truth and turn!
See the truth and turn!
I hate you Man.
You were always a bad friend.
Always, afraid.
Unwilling to bend.
Afraid to be seen with me, like me too much.
Take me places.
I was the secret friendship!
I hate the pain I feel when I’m thinkin’ about you Man.
Have a good life.
I'm angry.
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