I'm just some random writer who's brutally honest
If you're my true friend
I fucking love you
If you're a cheating piece of shit who can't get a grip on reality because you're insane,
Well go fuck yourself.
Some people can't become "normal" no matter how much help someone gets.
I use normal loosely.
Normal is probably nonexistent in retrospect.
Everyone is technically and biologically different.
There is only such thing as similar.
Anyway heres the actual poem in perspective of a troubled boy in a relationship that he was forced into,
You close your eyes and breathe in,
"Please don't do it" you pleaded in hopes that she would listen
She vented all the problems she had to you and only you
You kept your mouth shut and you lovingly cooed
Sweet nothings that mean nothing
You didn't want to love her and you never did
You despised her
You hated her
"I want to kill myself"
You would be a terrible pair
"Please don't, you matter"
You cried, you were scared
"Hey, I love you"
You panicked
...
"I love you too"
You cried
You hated yourself
And she made you be the same as her
You turned yourself inside out, for what?
To be hurt by a girl who doesn't know how to love
When you finally considered actually truly loving her
She broke your heart,
So why do you love her now?
At your best,
Clean for months
Holding your head high and laughing with friends
Its perfect
Yet you still love that bitch who broke you
Who tore you apart
