racist and homophobic ex
My blood is boiling
How can you love me if you don't love others
How can I love you if you don't love others
My face is hot and wet and it's because of you
You say you're sorry but you’re only sorry that I was mad at you
You are selfish
You're not really sorry about what I wish you were
And it makes me wonder if you have compassion for others, do you care about them
Because I don't think I can love you if you don't love them too
This poem is about:
Me