Looking at old pictures
From when
I didn’t know you
I was happy
I was loved and I loved
I didn’t have to ask
I didn’t have to fear
There was no struggle
There was no drama
There was no doubt.
I liked myself
And i was liked by the people around me
I didn’t feel all this bad shit
That came around
When you did.
You make people crazy
And then slip away into the night
You start the fight
And then dip out
Like a snake in the grass
You’re an ass
And that’s the last thing
I have to write about this matter
Cause you don’t really matter
Much
To
Anyone
Especially not much to me.
I just greatly dislike you
And never want to see you again