Why are you showing concern?
I have asked for no assistance.
Why are you showing concern?
Annoying, you are so persistent.
Why do you ignore the truth,
and say I am misunderstanding?
Why do you ignore the truth,
and on a lie start expanding?
Why is your point of view important,
and mine is mine to regret?
Why is your point of view important,
and mine needs a healthy reset?
Why does it matter to you,
that each night I wait for death?
Why does it matter to you,
that I anticipate that last breath?
Why?
( When you mean not a fucking thing to me! )
- Author: Maplespal (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: June 29th, 2024 07:49
- Comment from author about the poem: hate fake people
- Category: Special occasion
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