April 25, 2012
By , Cincinnati, OH
I used to care so much
About what you thought about me
About everyone
Your words once were poison
Everything you said..
One cut deeper
Wounds were left open
Only for you to attack once again

And I no longer care
Your venom doesn't hurt
It's artificial
Your words are your insecurities
But not mine
I love me
And you don't have to
My sarcasm
My bitterness
My ability to open up
To care so much
Is so much more than you can offer

It's more than your insecurities
They overwhelm those around you
Your lust for attention
It's disturbing
You are you
And you aren't who I want to be

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