"Dear Me"
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I never knew you properly
Your name never sat right on my tongue
The mere mention of your three syllables
Caused me physical pain
Because I hated who you were
But I never truly knew you
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Your hair never looked neat
Those messy waves, a poor excuse for curls
Your eyes were uninteresting
No special lighting could make them seem bright
Everything about you was dull brown
You weren't pretty enough to be grey
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Somehow people chose you to be friends
They gave your lonely soul purpose
But you never thank them enough
Your words are always cruel
Why are you so rude to the only people
Who ever gave you their love
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You think the words you write are clever
So you hide in pretty poems
That truly aren't so good
Pretend those bones on your hands
Were made to express those emotions in lilac blue pen
But you are nothing more than a "dead grass green" crayon
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Dear myself,
These are the reasons I hate you
I never truly knew myself
Because to know myself means spending time
Exploring the oceans around my mind
And how could I do that
When I can't meet my own eyes in the mirror
I'm sorry, me
I'm sorry I never knew you
I'm sorry I never loved you
I'm sorry I killed you.
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