You think things that are not true.
This is what you do.
You say that I say something that is not right.
Then you are out of sight.
You say that I meant something when I did not.
Then I go for my shot.
You say that I meant something in vein.
Now you cause me to strain.
You said I only cared about myself.
I shall hang myself from my shelf.
I was only trying to not get involved with the situation.
But you almost drag me in with miscommunication.
You brought back memories that I try to forget.
But in this messed up world they always set.
They creep back like a demon in the night.
They always seem to be in sight.
*Well I was super mad about some shit, but for some reason writing these depressing poems seem to help.*
