Was I not enough? Please enlighten me on the things she says that are better. I've been there for you through everything and this is what I get? I know it's selfish of me to be angry at you, but I am. Seeking comfort in the girl you destroyed because I'm not enough to satisfy your needs. Because you don't love me. You're a pig. I hate you for everything that you do. You talk about becoming good and staying happy and then you go and hang out with her. I like the you without drugs. You've been clean for so long and now you're just going to turn around and ruin all of that. You're going to ruin yourself even more. You helped me through my hard times, but each word I say is meaningless now because you don't care. You've given up. I'm fucking done with trying to help you. I'm done with your hypocritical bullshit. I'm fucking done. I've waisted too much time on you. I've waisted too much energy trying to fix someone who doesn't even want to be fixed. You shattered yourself and I'm done picking up the pieces. I'm done trying to find ways to make you be happy because you disregard them all. Fuck you. And the worst part is even after all of this, I still sit here waiting for your text... waiting for you to tell me how your day was crappy... and waiting for just you. I fucking hate that you do this to me. Fuck you.
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Inside of my Mind
PoetryThis is gonna be a stupid book about my mind. I'm going to write random shit and it's going to fluctuate often. Writing is my way of venting and so I'm going to vent.
