I met someone today.
she was actually pretty
chill, she had the coolest
style. she had bright green
hair for fucks sake, who does
that?
she told me she could sense
I was fucked up.
so she took me to the roof
of the high school she used
to attend.
yell, she said.
so I did.
I fucking shouted across the
whole town.
my anger flew on everyone
below me.
and it felt so. fucking. good.
after I finished, I was out of breath.
and she just smiled.
just smiled a sincere smile.
a smile you never fucking gave me.
-m. yg
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