i found out i'm hated
i think i knew this before
all those name those words
i slam my door
called such evil things by a friend
i know i can i know i tend to pretend
pretending it doesn't hurt
but i know it does
and to say such a thing to someone i didn't even know
for you that's a whole new low
poetry will comfort me
i'll forget, you see,
i'm not going to remember you, so it won't last
you'll always be my past
i'll never see you again
and then
i will laugh and i will smile
at least i'm not the one who acts like a child
i'll get it all out tears coming close
i cry everyday
