Stupid stupid man
what the hell is your problem?
I am here, and i am now
I am waiting for YOU to happen.
What the hell is wrong with you I wait all fucking day,
You neglectful prick what more can I say?
TICK, TICK, TICK,
it makes me
SICK, SICK, SICK.
I am not a bad girl
just so very lonely
I truly thought
you were the one for me.
WRONG, WRONG, WRONG,
now I am
GONE, GONE, GONE.
I am sick of your rant,
telling me that I cant.
Bullshit from the bullshitter
I could puke at your banter.
If you weren't so crazy
you could save this...maybe.
I am ill and I am week
at the stench
from when you speak,
I am lonely and confused
over the mere thought
of you.
Author notes
This poem was originally my free-write I realize it may need allot of work, so any suggestions would help
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