What is wrong with me Mitsy?
I can't solve the problems anymore.
I think I might be crazy.
But things just don't make sense to me anymore.
Mitsy I actually envy you.
Why do you get everything that you want?
You dont work hard enough, well, I hope that's one.
But all I can do is watch you be happier while standing here as I cry silently and rant.
Mitsy, I hate you.
You're so perfect.
I don't care about your suffering.
I can only see the way you always nail it.
Mitsy, I think I want to kill you.
With an axe.
I'll hit you so hard that you'll feel all the stabs,
And you'll hope to die soon or wish that you were never born,
Just the way I do everytime I mourn.
Mitsy, I know I won't become better,
But removing you from my eyesight would make my life a lot better.
Comparison is the thief of joy, mitsy.
After you're gone, my life would be just so easy.
-Nikolina K.
[Inspired from Mia Goth's movie Pearl.]
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PuisiA bunch of slow updated Poetry by a fresher related to things like love, hatred nature and betrayal. Read if you want to ! All Rights Reserved. Copyright©2023 Nikolina Kokasa. Coverpage by Nikolina Kokasa. Copyright©2023 Nikolina Kokasa.
