you made me believe in family again
and then you treated me the same
called you closer than a brother
we were born of the same life
instead i only hear about you
in gossip and infamy
the same reasons you left me
five years ago
i spend everyday in english class
crying because of you
a whole year of crying
is tiresome
you used me just like everyone else
then left me when you needed me no longer
but i finally can say i don't regret it
cause i heard that you use the f-slur
YOU ARE READING
𝚍𝚎𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌
Poetrystatic stat·ic ˈstat-ik. adjective characterized by a lack of movement or change trigger warning: read at your own risk! | just an unnecessarily long collection of me trying to get over my feelings
