am i the one who's insane, or are you?
expecting me to excel while making me feel like a failure
i don't know how you do it
but i've certainly had enough
i fail to understand you,
your kindness and your contempt,
and how you manage to switch personalities
in under two seconds
you're so nice, but you're so terrible
the bad outweighs
the good by a million
now take a look at the wreck you made me, the mess you made me
why don't you see how you fucked me up completely?
i kicked and i screamed to no avail
silently pleading for a help that never came
to save me from being engulfed by an ocean
of pain and emotion
i eventually tired out and let it all fade away
that is when you lent me your hand,
but got mad when i didn't take it
but how could i now?
i was at the bottom of the abyss,
while your hand still only stirred the surface
emptiness gnaws my insides
as i sense your resentment towards me
for now i am not who i used to be
but she had to evanesce
in order for me to flourish
because even though i miss her
this is the person i always longed to be
so even though you may not love me anymore,
i do, i love me
and honestly, that's enough.
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secrets from the lair
Poetryan anthology of bad poetry, but who cares [the lowercase letters all throughout are intentional, they're not grammatical errors]