random shit and thoughts

Matches + Flames

Like matches, you started a fire.

Not small one, but s big flame.

Burning everyone around you, you wore cover.

"I'm floating"

No, you are stuck in one place, the popular ones.

Yet you still got away, leaving me burnt to crisp.

Apologies are oblivious to you,

But you have the audacity to sit with me everywhere.

It's like we suffered for nothing, you took the great damage on switching to pretty and popular, instead of funny and silly.

Yes, I'm done.

I'm sick of your bullshit, I'm sick of how you make others feel.

You sit at our table, head down, like your the victim.

But you don't care about others do you?

You care about fairy's feelings? but not me?

Not everything is about you.

Because people got tons of shit and your just adding fuel to my fire.

I reached from the fire, stretching my hand.

You left me to burn.

Smoke filled my friendship with you,

Burnt away.

Hopefully you can forgive yourself, because I'm not.

Good luck roasting a marshmallow over a burnt flame.