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GOD
Fucking Black Monday and further more and one year anniversery that isn't recognized, and is stupid and frivolous to think about. Whatever, my life.
I think you said
Let's just be friends,
I hope you realize
this is the end.
If you want it done
I'll try to cope,
I hope you don't mind
when I smoke too much dope.
I don't know
I can't tell why
I ever fell for you
fell for the lame guy.
Excuse me please,
this kinda sucks
the story of my life
just my luck.
I didn't mean
to fall for you
I'm sorry I'm mean
and mad too.
I'm sorry you
will never see
this poem sucks anyway
the end of you and me
Anyway yeah, so okay I suck at life, the past two weeks, have felt like years, Valentines day, I thought I could share, but alone inside and out, and I fucking hate you so much. I hate you for not letting me think I could be okay, I'm sorry I'm not allowed to agree with your mom, I'm sorry that I made you think I thought you were stupid, I never thought you were, until now, and that's only because I am selfish and think that it's ultimatly your loss, and I guess thats fine, because one day, you might see what I am getting at here. That I cared entirely too much for someone who never cared at all, who can't just let it be and make it known, but who makes it my responsibility to fully convince you that it's over. The least you could have done is said, "hey let's just be friends" but no I am put in the position to try to convince you otherwise, and as desprately as I want to, I can't because it's just not meant to be, but fuck you if you think that I am not going to be mad or sad or whatever, you asshole, was I even allowed to tell you what's up.
Fuck me running, I can't be sad or mad or upset, I can't be late and I can't freak out, I can't trust anyone, and I can't have my heart broken, you can't live up to your end of the deal.
Fuck this go around, I suck at life
Fucking Black Monday and further more and one year anniversery that isn't recognized, and is stupid and frivolous to think about. Whatever, my life.
I think you said
Let's just be friends,
I hope you realize
this is the end.
If you want it done
I'll try to cope,
I hope you don't mind
when I smoke too much dope.
I don't know
I can't tell why
I ever fell for you
fell for the lame guy.
Excuse me please,
this kinda sucks
the story of my life
just my luck.
I didn't mean
to fall for you
I'm sorry I'm mean
and mad too.
I'm sorry you
will never see
this poem sucks anyway
the end of you and me
Anyway yeah, so okay I suck at life, the past two weeks, have felt like years, Valentines day, I thought I could share, but alone inside and out, and I fucking hate you so much. I hate you for not letting me think I could be okay, I'm sorry I'm not allowed to agree with your mom, I'm sorry that I made you think I thought you were stupid, I never thought you were, until now, and that's only because I am selfish and think that it's ultimatly your loss, and I guess thats fine, because one day, you might see what I am getting at here. That I cared entirely too much for someone who never cared at all, who can't just let it be and make it known, but who makes it my responsibility to fully convince you that it's over. The least you could have done is said, "hey let's just be friends" but no I am put in the position to try to convince you otherwise, and as desprately as I want to, I can't because it's just not meant to be, but fuck you if you think that I am not going to be mad or sad or whatever, you asshole, was I even allowed to tell you what's up.
Fuck me running, I can't be sad or mad or upset, I can't be late and I can't freak out, I can't trust anyone, and I can't have my heart broken, you can't live up to your end of the deal.
Fuck this go around, I suck at life