For the Worst

It took me way too long to say that. I've gotten rid of all the hate with this one poem though.

I don't want things to turn for the worst.

I don't wanna hear my name

Or all the words that you rehearsed

To play me like another game.

I'm tired of sitting here,

And I'm tired of being alone.

I'm tired of all the lies

And the things I should've known.

Maybe I don't care anymore

About what you have to say.

I'm over all your s**t

I go through every single f*****g day.

So, shut your mouth.

Open your eyes.

Listen to me for once.

F**k you and all you've done.

You had your chance, and now, it's gone.

Reviews

[Matt]

I guess we can all feel like this sometimes. I guess it's a choice we make on how we respond to the adversity we are faced with.
in this case it seems like a good vent. Good work.

[UponTheBrink]

Thanks, mate. I'm usually the calm, reserved one, but this poem was something to express how I truly felt.

[Kris]

Great venting piece, very well penned and good flow. Love the anger starting in the very first line to resolve itself in the last words. I hope you're doing better after writing this and thank you for sharing!

[UponTheBrink]

Thank you. :) I am doing better, in fact. At least about the topic I wrote it on, that is. Thanks for reading.