Poems From Another Sad Teenager

I Guess You Could Say I'm Angry

I don't know what happened.

I guess you could say that I'm angry.
That you ruined the friendship we had.

That's a bit harsh, maybe.
I also screwed up pretty bad.

It's just... when you're acting so clingy.
Acting like I'm number one.

I guess that it just makes me angry.
And for that, I stole all your fun.

Maybe if you started talking
To somebody else for a change,

I'd stop drifting away while we're walking
And backing up from center stage.

And I know that I sound like a villain.
For throwing away all that time

That we spent making up all those stories.
But honestly, I'm doing fine.

Just leave me alone for a second.
Stop checking up every night.

Because really, it just overwhelms me,
And my heart and chest start to feel tight.

I'm not your little friend, I'm a person.
I don't know if that even makes sense.

I just wish you would stop fucking caring.
Stop volunteering to jump every fence.

Because really, I don't even need you
And it seems like you need me a lot.

So I guess I don't know what to do now.
It's not something anyone's taught.

Just give me some space for a week or two
And maybe by the time that that ends,

I'll have cooled off enough to forgive you
And consider going on as your friend.