It really hurts.
I don't think SHE has hurt me in this way before-
And I'm not sure if I feel jealousy, anger, or regret.
Mostly sorrow for the fact you let yourself go
Time for me to go?
Once a best friend always a best friend, RIGHT
Best Friends Forever, FIGHT
Not true. What? How?
Even this, even now?
You steal my best friend and give her swag;
I've got two words for you-
Dirt.Bag.
I've never been so disappointed.
The boys.
The toys.
The girls next door with their stones,
Breaking their bones,
Doesn't get to me.
But you, you said you would never be
Sitting by the ocean,
Bong and thong,
Weed to your knees.
That's what's been so important?
No response to me.
Instagram, Twitter.
You've got a mad poet and you don't know it.
Call the h**?
How about no.