To Mr. Weatherman
how dare you make a fool of me
after everything i've said
trusting is already so hard
without the pain of hurting again
just when my confidence
is starting to reguvenate
you slaughter it
the very thought of you
makes me sick to my stomach
you shouldn't have the power
to make me hurt so much
it's not fair
what's worse is that
without meaning to
i gave you that power
i gave you that trust
once thought of
an act of courage
in my eyes
turns out to be,
once again,
an act of stupidity
i fell
hard and quick
today i hit the ground
the stones at the bottom
pierced my skin
broke my body
now i'm rotting
from the inside out
what's sad, though
is that it's not even you
it was never you,
nor anyone else
that i like to blame these mishaps on
no, it was never anyone at all
but me
i suppose you can call me suicidal
i always kill myself from within
i spill out emotions too much
why should anyone want to care?
it's not their obligation
to care for me at all
i know it can't be fun
because i know myself
at the same time, though,
i don't know myself at all
i'm just a scared little girl
constantly displaying her weaknesses
a dumb little girl trying to find
something she'll never have
but, it's not like
she deserved it anyway
silly, silly girl
just grow up.
sorry i disturbed you
don't let my dumb little
emo poem ruin your day
not that it would
anyway...
after everything i've said
trusting is already so hard
without the pain of hurting again
just when my confidence
is starting to reguvenate
you slaughter it
the very thought of you
makes me sick to my stomach
you shouldn't have the power
to make me hurt so much
it's not fair
what's worse is that
without meaning to
i gave you that power
i gave you that trust
once thought of
an act of courage
in my eyes
turns out to be,
once again,
an act of stupidity
i fell
hard and quick
today i hit the ground
the stones at the bottom
pierced my skin
broke my body
now i'm rotting
from the inside out
what's sad, though
is that it's not even you
it was never you,
nor anyone else
that i like to blame these mishaps on
no, it was never anyone at all
but me
i suppose you can call me suicidal
i always kill myself from within
i spill out emotions too much
why should anyone want to care?
it's not their obligation
to care for me at all
i know it can't be fun
because i know myself
at the same time, though,
i don't know myself at all
i'm just a scared little girl
constantly displaying her weaknesses
a dumb little girl trying to find
something she'll never have
but, it's not like
she deserved it anyway
silly, silly girl
just grow up.
sorry i disturbed you
don't let my dumb little
emo poem ruin your day
not that it would
anyway...
Love,
Rainbow
Rainbow