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You'Re Gona Hate Me Worse

I had problems I couldn't pin point downhill curve drunk and smoking joint people guessing the cause miscalculating force small falls and faults and my reaction false ignoring my voice making undoubted noise ranting with random choice anything for attention desperate for acceptance and admiration, they claim again and again, as though it's my game nothing going for me and out right lame same same repeat and remain a desperate case, make it up the whole time my world destructs my world they envy, watching from a world empty my good deeds received praise which infuriates saying their friends are theirs and not my mates ownership and hate cus I stole the stage doing a tribute page because the idea entered my brain after a mate they showed coldness took his life and without his voice they were his boys didn't help with his troubles though just got annoyed he reached out for hands just to get destroyed cus selfish aint aware of the reality of those whom surround them who aint priority when they speak through pain respond horribly and honestly I saw the good though saw in belief thinking they were good when they were not you see and when i finished caring I could see with ease the problem in my life was cause by these freaks and even when i voice it i am not believed though i can tell the story theirs is preferred to me and their story is a shrug and unclued but purposely direct the aim at me and claim mental disease and as everyone believes it unaware I have changed my scene it's funny how depression died and I'm happy healthier than them up on their balcony full of fake which they create with dishonesty whilst I'm back to being the very being that caused the envy that started all my problems which caused them jealousy but now we aint friends I will change my policy rub it in their face with advantages I take that were previously in their head but not projected out by me and I will make them hate themselves, and that will be, and back to that me, the one they hate desperately but I aint got no love, so now they wont be treated gently

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