I put the back story for this poem on my personal Fictonpress page. It may make sense on its own, but you may want to read that first…or after. I dunno its something I wrote right after it happened so I could get over it and not simply bury the issue.

I must’ve been out of my mind,
Saying hello to that girl I knew in line.

If I had been thinking straight,
I would’ve known to just wait.

That girl was a friend of yours.

I don’t know what’s wrong with you, you want to hate me no matter what I do.
I guess I have to shake it off because I know the problem lies with you.

You took on someone else’s issue, from some conflict I had years ago.
You took their feelings on, for reasons I’ll never know.

Or is it because you can’t take advantage of me, you can’t rule me, can’t make me do what you want me to do,
So maybe you want to hate me for not bowing to you.

That still doesn’t change the effect that your looks had on me,
As I walked out the door because I know what you were thinking.

I know what you did as soon as you saw me leave,
You opened your mouth and started talking about me.

I know you called me a bitch, and tried to make everyone laugh at my expense,
And for two seconds I almost couldn’t take it.

I wanted to go back there and punch you right in your face
And make everyone see what a liar you are.

I know that I can’t keep dwelling on you until I break and my confidence shatters.
I’ll just be glad that I know the truth and that’s all that matters.