angry

one thing
I'd like to say
to a dumb bitch
who nevers knows the pain
she causes
and blames all others for the shit
that happens
so here's to you
miss fucker:

how would you know
this real me of me
when you've never been brave enough
to face it yourself
yes i'm pissed
who wouldn't be?
is it at you? yes.
at others who think the same way?
definitely.
at me?
of course.
like always.
because i really need other people
("friends")
to tell me again
what i've already told myself.

you managed to disppear at the perfect time
on that perfect night
when i was going to tell you my perfect secret
when we were perfectly young.
but you weren't there
so i told myself what you just did
and kept it as a fatal secret
a lonely girl
with no one to confide in.

and look how i turned out