Saturday, April 30, 2011

Done

I cannot do this shit. Not anymore.
It's just too much. I'm fucking done with it.
I don't care what you think you need me for.
I do not give a fuck about your shit.
I'm through. I'll let you know, if you still care,
When maybe someday I can deal again,
But right now you can shove it you know where
And dealing with it is an if, not when.
Just suck it up; I've done enough right now.
I've spent too much of me on this already.
It doesn't matter if you have a cow
My grip on my emotions is unsteady
And I'm just getting started. Go away.
That's as polite as I will be today.

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