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by Chritty - Aries

look into these tear stained eyes
and you shall see the years of youth
wasted away and trashed
a crumpled up heart thats been diseased
and poisoned with lies 
and hatred
a spirit that had been tortured
without a reason or an excuse
just because my pain made you feel better
you made my life miserable so yours seemed perfect
I was glad when you went away
it wasnt what you said it was what you didnt say
no one could have done what you did
nor do I think they would
how could 
you be so cold to me
I was a part of you and you a part of me
It doesn’t matter anymore because the pain has healed
and my heart has yet to forgive
I feel sorry for you really I do
You had to diss me because your life was such a waste
and you were just envious of mine
 even today you still come around
talking trash and trying to make yourself feel superior
you want to put me down
like before
but there really isnt much you can say
looking back I wanted to be like you
now the shoes are reversed
jealousy drove you to do what you did
made fun of me when we were kids
because you wanted to be me
and I was just to blind to see
you were hurting on the inside 
and you only wanted attention

Reason for writing:

    when I was in elementary school I was going thru a rough time because my mother had left and this girl always teased me because I didnt have a mother like her and i was a bit of a tomboy because i grew up with four older brothers and my dad as I grew up I became more "girlie".... she wore dresses and curled her hair I wore cute little overalls and pigtails but its cool last I heard she had gotten pregnant in high school and had to take a job as a cashier in a grocery store...I on the other hand am In college and Im proud of the thing I have accomplished...I thought she was my friend but she only dissed me this poem goes out to you Glacia this is my way of saying that was definetly not cool    

Birth sign: Aries
Date created: 2001-03-24 21:16:43
Last updated: 2021-03-03 14:43:52
Poem ID: 61263

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