
You never cared about me. You made me feel like dirt. You made me the bully. But now that you are gone, I'm not going to sit around wishing you were back because quite frankly, I don't need you. *Bitter poem that I'm not going to deny, brought me great joy. Sometimes you just need to write to feel better, and this did, so enjoy!*
Rated: Fiction K+ - English - Friendship/Hurt/Comfort - Words: 235 - Reviews: 1 - Published: 02-22-13 - Status: Complete - id: 3103284
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So angel,
People tell me
You'd kill to have my fame
Is that true?
Because for all I care
You can call me names
Oh have your fun
And scream at the top of your lungs
Your envy doesn't hurt
It doesn't leave my heart
In any form
Bruised
And when I cry
Honey, have some humility
It's not because of you
Here's a secret:
You are of absolutely no loss to me
Oh yes, I know you think
I'm just broken-hearted over your pretty little face
But the memories I have of you
Are kept in no such treasured place
Yeah you have it all so it seems
Beauty, talent, everything
Well except for self esteem
Because obviously you must
Think pretty low of yourself
To do what you did to me
Don't worry
I'm over it
I just hope one day you can admit it
You never cared about me
After all I am the so called "bully"
So live your lie
But I'm going to tell you truthfully:
Your envy doesn't hurt
It doesn't leave my heart
In any form
Bruised
Yeah when I smile, laugh, and shine
Oh get a life,
It's not because of you
Angel, it's what I've done in my life
Without your blues
That's made me realize
I never needed you
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