Yes, I am mad,
and I don't feel at all bad.
How come you'll tell everyone what you're thinking,
Even though it's my business, you'll ignore me without even blinking?
You've permanently furrowed my brows,
But I constantly try to justify your ups and downs.
I peeled my thoughts nude,
yet you say I'm the one being rude.
You threw a sword in my chest,
when you didn't accept my best.
You can't get angry when I am, you made me this way,
Just figure out whether or not you want me to stay.
I will leave you alone, if that's what you ask.
Because like always, I'll complete your every task.
When I give you what you want, its not good enough for you,
I could try again, but there's nothing I can do.
Everywhere I go, I'm not wanted,
My mind forever haunted.
Nobody wants me, I'm a mess,
I'm sorry you didn't want my best.
I'm sorry I'm so angry,
And I'm sorry you somehow hate me.
It's not good enough that I'm trying for you.
I guess friends can break your heart too.
-Ashleigh Mull 2/6/2017
Bailie, quit being petty. I need you to understand that I do forgive you, and that I am still mad. You're still hiding. I don't bite. Or, well, maybe I do, because I'm a 'backstabbing snake.' You don't have to hide and run, I'm here to support you. Let my anger run its course. I'll quit being mad eventually. Just know that whatever the hell I did to turn into belle, I'm sorry. I just want you to tell me stuff. You know way more about me than I comfortable with, but we make sacrifices for whom we love, right? I hope you see this soon, I love you dude.
Oh! and also, use someone's phone to call yours, and when the automated voicemail starts, type in your Voicemail code to listen to your voicemails. Gotta be quick! -Xoxo, A.
