It's time for you to finally leave me alone
I don't condone
The actions you've done against me
Like really?
I wonder if everything you said was true
Or if you knew
That the words you spoke were wrong.
I'm not writing a song
Against you
But fuck you.
I hope you should know that you're done for
Look over there, it's a door!
You can fucking leave me be
Don't you see?
You're not the victim either
Stop trying to see yer
Way out of things
My ears are starting to ring.
Get my name out of your head
I wish you were dead
To me.
Truly.
I'm never malicious but your tone
Is gonna make me atone
To a higher power
You're inside my tower.
You have no control here
But clearly sheer
Will to continue to piss me
Off and diss me.
So make up your mind and get going
I'm done showing
You the nice guy
So bye-bye.
Good luck with the rest of your pathetic life
Return to your knife.
I don't care.
But don't you dare
Try to be the wronged one
Because I'm done.
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Dreams Over Reality
PoetryA compliation of poems and skits. The skits are no longer being continued. Most poems are about me and the events around me. Read my story This is my story.
