poems

your words hurt

do you know how much your words hurt me?

to the point anger and pain is all I see

I'm the bad guy?

thanks, now you see why I lie

your words hurt,

and make me feel like dirt

your a true friend?

if you were pur friendship wouldnt end

your words hurt me,

is that hpw friendships meant to be?

I guess our friendships done,

but I guess we had a good run

you dont realise how much your words hurt,

how many others have you made feel like dirt?

thanks to me you basically said you were gonna cut?

yet when I say I want to you tut?

how is any of this fair?

waz being my friend just simply a dare?

anger is what I feel,

and I know this feeling is real

I'm done with being used,

and having my feelings abused

you would think I'd be used to it by now,

but I'm not, because I don't know how

your words hurt me,

is that how friendship is meant to be?

I'm done with this bullshit,

its got to the point I dont know how many walls I've hit

your words hurt,

and make people feel like dirt