Dear Mr X
Dear Mr X,
You live next door.I wish you don't.
Don't want you to be next door,
Don't even care if you are alive.
How do I make you disappear?
Dear Mr X,
You made my life miserable so far.
It's so ironic that your last name means "Good Day" in Spanish.
You are a misnomer.
An oxymoron.
A sad case.
Dear Mr X,
You used to be a good friend.(Note the past tense by the way)
We used to "chillax"-as the Calis call it,
But all you have now is my chilly cold shoulder,
You are a speck of dust.
Meaningless in my life.
Dear Mr X,
The walls aren't thin,
Tell your "girlfriend" that I could hear her,
Tell her she didn't have to hide from me,
Tell her I know everything,
Tell her that her hypocrisy did not surpass my intelligence.
Tell her that the friendship she and I used to have is extinct.
Tell her that I could hear...
cause I'm not stupid.
Dear Mr X,
I feel sorry for you.
You are a 12 year old baby
Trapped in an adult's body,
Remember when I confronted you?
And you mocked me?
I almost laughed,
cause as far as I can remember,
the last time anyone ever mocked me like that
was when I fought for a toy
with another boy,
in a sand box.
Yes,you are THAT childish.
Dear Mr X,
Remember when we take a class together in winter last year?
You mentioned the class was "effin" easy,
even when you were retaking it,
You were right,
the class was easy-I got an A,
but you, a C-.
Dear Mr X,
Take my advice,
Get a grip,
Make the most of what you have now,
It's bad enough that you got kicked out once,
Don't let it happen again,
Stop drinking.
It deteriorates your scarce-enough brain cells.
Dear Mr X,
I might not be able to change much now,
I know that the only option is to bear with you,
I could screw you over,
Call the police and raid your room,
God knows whatever else there is in your pig sty,
besides the illegal drugs that you possess.
But don't worry,
I won't.
Cause I know one day,
When I bumped into you again,
You're probably working at the same store,
Bagging my groceries for me,
And don't cringe when I give you the snide smile,
That means,
"Toldcha you screwed your life up,dumbass"
Sincerely yours,
me.
You live next door.I wish you don't.
Don't want you to be next door,
Don't even care if you are alive.
How do I make you disappear?
Dear Mr X,
You made my life miserable so far.
It's so ironic that your last name means "Good Day" in Spanish.
You are a misnomer.
An oxymoron.
A sad case.
Dear Mr X,
You used to be a good friend.(Note the past tense by the way)
We used to "chillax"-as the Calis call it,
But all you have now is my chilly cold shoulder,
You are a speck of dust.
Meaningless in my life.
Dear Mr X,
The walls aren't thin,
Tell your "girlfriend" that I could hear her,
Tell her she didn't have to hide from me,
Tell her I know everything,
Tell her that her hypocrisy did not surpass my intelligence.
Tell her that the friendship she and I used to have is extinct.
Tell her that I could hear...
cause I'm not stupid.
Dear Mr X,
I feel sorry for you.
You are a 12 year old baby
Trapped in an adult's body,
Remember when I confronted you?
And you mocked me?
I almost laughed,
cause as far as I can remember,
the last time anyone ever mocked me like that
was when I fought for a toy
with another boy,
in a sand box.
Yes,you are THAT childish.
Dear Mr X,
Remember when we take a class together in winter last year?
You mentioned the class was "effin" easy,
even when you were retaking it,
You were right,
the class was easy-I got an A,
but you, a C-.
Dear Mr X,
Take my advice,
Get a grip,
Make the most of what you have now,
It's bad enough that you got kicked out once,
Don't let it happen again,
Stop drinking.
It deteriorates your scarce-enough brain cells.
Dear Mr X,
I might not be able to change much now,
I know that the only option is to bear with you,
I could screw you over,
Call the police and raid your room,
God knows whatever else there is in your pig sty,
besides the illegal drugs that you possess.
But don't worry,
I won't.
Cause I know one day,
When I bumped into you again,
You're probably working at the same store,
Bagging my groceries for me,
And don't cringe when I give you the snide smile,
That means,
"Toldcha you screwed your life up,dumbass"
Sincerely yours,
me.