f u c k y o u r

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I think if I wrote a list of all the reasons I regret answering that one text that one day when I was alone and depressed I would never be able to stop

I think if I tried to explain why you are a terrible person I would run out of words

But I don't think I'm mad at you

I'm mad at me

For believing the words that you texted

Cause you couldn't even stand talking to me

look me eye to eye

cause you would realize we where a lie

I can't believe that I let you in after finally taking my walls down

Thank you for reminding me I have depression

Of why I have depression

Of bringing back these late night talks with myself

The nights where I can not sleep because the idea of having a nightmare worse then I make my life out to be is terrifing

I live to go to school to escape the reality of my mind

But I am stuck there noticing you

Wishing my eyes would kill them selves

Cause they are still stuck on you

But I didn't realize how blind they where till now

I hate that I got so obsessed with the idea of someone loving me

I stoped being me 

I tried being who you wanted 

I tried to pretend I liked that you judge everyone you knew

now I can't stand how foolish I was 

I was pathetic I was in love with how you moved

but every moved you made was away from me

you treated me like my mental health was a joke

like if I said I was depressed I could fix it with a smilie

you made me feel like my mental health was a joke

but you wouldn't smilie 

I hate that I knew

I hate that I couldn't see how shitty you where

but yet I had the glasses to see

I will admit to the truth I talked shit about you

but in the end I always ran right back to you 

I will admit to the truth there where times I put on the glasses

and thought about breaking up with you 

but then in the end I saw you as a gift

cause when you came into my life 

I felt secure

like I didn't need the glasses to see

like I could see 

and I was happy with that 

my anxiety went down 

and I appreciated every second of that 

I started this poem a week ago 

I've gone through several phases on my opinion of you

I texted you to see who you where 

I cried the whole night cause I finally saw

my eyes went red

my head felt as if it was in hell

but thats not what got to me

the next day my friend

the sweetest person I know

got called a hoe 

by you and your friends

my friend who was helping a kid 

my friend who covers her ears at the sound of a cuss word

my friend who refuses to hate people no matter what they do

got called a whore and a slut by you and your friends

the sad part is 

you don't even know her name

that is when I saw 100% clearly glasses in all

I created a person in my head to be you 

and you did the same to me

our relationship was a Lie

the only thing is

your still as fake as can be

and I realize one day someone will do this to you

And you will be the one sorry

I stil hate me for ever loving you

for my moms words to be true

but I have one last thing to say to you

and thats

fuck your

you* 

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