Fighting, bickering, and dysfunction.
Every time we talk it is always a production.
You never accept who I am then go and try to be my friend.
I hate that you use me for your gain.
But, you never see that I am in real pain.
You use and use until there's no love left in my heart.
I was fine before I met you and I will be fine after you
But right now there is a hole in my heart where I used to care.
So now I declare that things will never be the same.
Now you have to get used to
Not using my name.
Dysfunction, Dysfunction
Please be aware
Dysfunction, Dysfunction
You are not fair.
YOU ARE READING
the notes in my notebook
Non-Fictionso I write a lot of books and now I'm ready to share my poetry on my page, so I hope you enjoy it 🫶🏽
