[JANUARY 12, 2018]
To E., who used to be my best friend.
Laugh at me,
Laugh at me!
Go ahead,
Go and fucking see!
Stay in your shallow-ass life,
wallowing in your superficiality,
Just wait and see,
How you’ll feel when you hit tragedy
Like you’re falling a hundred miles an hour
and smack down on solid ice,
bounce back and slam twice,
And see why I’m not nice
When people are laughing at my struggle,
when they’re ignorant to my pain,
when you hit the end alone
and doubt the sun will ever rise again.
Eight,
Eight more years,
Eight
More months
Until I’m free.
Until I can chase God’s plans
That will finally
make me
happy.
Laugh at me,
You’ll see.
You’ll hurt and hurt alone
because the only one who could understand is me.
And you, when will you get it?
our friendship has a fucking exit
and if you ignore me like this,
this friendship room will only have you in it.
Friendship goes two ways,
Not just fucking one.
Maybe you’ll never understand
Until it’s done.
You always do this! You always do!
You ignore me for them, leave me alone,
and when they shun you,
you come crawling back.
