You've dismissed all loyalty to me. I see that. It shows in your wrath and in my pretty pools of blood that match the burning in your eyes. I want to disown you, but I can't.
You have betrayed me. And not in the preteen-melodramatic sort of way. You have really betrayed me. You always did.
So I am going to accuse you, fast and harshly, free of facts and full of words. You do not deserve to be free from my anger. You are the one that threw it at me.
You have done nothing but tell me how bad of a person he is. But he is my other half.
You have wrote me hundreds of hurtful words. About how I was ruining my life and how you hate him and how you can't stand it and you hate and you hate and you hate.
You left and refused to believe that you were still my friend, back in the days where you were. You told yourself things that weren't true, you ridiculed me for loving.
You wrote a poem calling me a whore and then gave it to me to read.
You encouraged rumors about me. You told. You coaxed them on. You said things to everyone.
You allied with Carissa and you sent me messages anonymously from somewhere. You hurt me. Your messages pointed out how bad of a person I was, that this anonymos figure was just trying to "help" me and that I was ruining my life.
You told things to Carissa that weren't true. You hurt Megan. You said things about her that weren't true by lying about their source.
Nothing but the facts.
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