I don't want to hate you
But you make it fucking hard
You're bringing down the room
And it's always fucking something
Always in your feelings
Or overthinking shit
Just shut the fuck up
I'm not your therapist
Get your shit
Get your shit
Get your shit together
Get your shit
Get your shit
Get your shit together
Never talk it out
It's always one sided
Instead of cooperating
You make it seem divided
You make everything about yourself
World don't revolve around you
You make dumbass decisions
And it looks really bad on you
Get your shit
Get your shit
Get your shit together
Get your shit
Get your shit
Get your shit together
You live in your own world
And you're a fucking mess
Never try to sit down
Clear the thoughts in your head
You say you're making progress
But you always fucking lie
Saying sorry ain't enough
When you never even try
Get your shit
Get your shit
Get your shit together
Get your shit
Get your shit
Get your shit together
YOU ARE READING
poems of the past
Poetrypoems I've come up with from my past and my present that I shall present on display
