What happened to being my friend?
What happened to being by my side until the end?
I thought you enjoyed having me around.
Instead, you scream at me for making a sound.
I give you what you want even when I don't want to.
But no one else matters, only you.
You truly are evil, don't you know?
But still, you don't care, though.
You're selfish, stubborn and such such more.
Hey look. There's the door.
The door to exit my life and get away from me.
We don't want you here. And this time, I'm not kidding.
If you cleared up your attitude, and stopped bullying us.
Pack your bags. Don't make a fuss.
Don't play your games, don't even try.
This time I mean it.
Good-fucking-bye.
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Poems For The Soul
ŞiirHere are some of the poems I've wrote that mean alot to me. Feel free to criticize. Or give feedback.