i hope you're seeing this.
i hope and pray you're seeing how much i hate you and reflecting on yourself.
but hey, if i know you, you'll still give that stubborn "fighting" additude, right?
that same one that "saved" you from ending your own life?
the same one that makes you want to do everything your own special way?
if so, then how does this sound? killing yourself, all by your lonesome!
doesn't that sound just peachy?
so wonderful, isnt it?
maybe you shouldn't change, just so i can hate your fucking guts more!
especially seeing as how currently, you deserved worse than your dad dying and being "traumatized" in your single parent, low income household!
you deserved to be on the streets, and not going to school
but i guess "fate" doesn't reach everyone.
YOU ARE READING
I'll Be Fine (pt. 1 of 2)
Poetrypoetry showing my stress. relieving, coping, really. continuing to add poems, sometimes daily. use this as place to talk about your own frustrations and dances with pain and strife apparently wattpad limits the number of parts you can have, so I'm s...
