Somebody That I Used to Know

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Hey guys so this poem is written from anger.......let's just say my dad loves talking about me behind my back.....it stings.....it hurts but hey....he never has enough! He's gone low.....he's gone too far this time!

If you play with fire,

you get burned,

you get too close,

you get hurt,

if I was a bee,

you would get stung,

you get angry,

you get payback,

your words are like flames,

they catch me,

your words are like knives,

they wound me,

you make me feel like garbage,

maybe you should be the bin,

maybe you should go away,

maybe you should leave me alone,

how many times?,

will you speak back?,

you have no idea,

what you've done,

you may be a father,

you're not a good one,

stop screeching,

you'll make me go deaf,

how many times?,

will you burst?,

your anger,

it sets me off,

my revenge,

will be your loss,

I'll leave,

I'll go back,

to where I came from,

I'll go home,

your opinion pains me,

you really don't care,

I'll let you go,

without regrets,

you make me feel nothing,

you bore me,

you make me angry,

you make me go mad,

can't you see I'm trying,

I want to be fixed,

yet still,

you run after me,

your attitude,

never ending,

I cannot even count,

all those times,

you screwed me over,

you said you could let it,

now you're just somebody I used to know,

you're not the person I used to love.

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