This is the end

Refuse to listen to the words that I say

I tried to clear it up

I even gave you a play by play

Misunderstood the words that I spoke

Took them that you were the reason

I'm  still waiting for you to tell me

This is all just a joke

 

This bad dream that seems to never end

Continues day by day

Was this your plan?

Twisting my words

Made your own story in your head

Can't believe I ever considered you

One of my closest friends

 

You need to grow up

Not everything is about you

You realize I'm going through this too?

Everyone copes differently

I'm sorry if that's difficult for you to see.

But its not fucking fair

For you to put this blame on me.

 

I tried to make it right

But at this point

Im done trying

Starting to ruin my mental health

As if that needed any help.

I'm done with this shit.

You know who you are

This is my final goodbye

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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