How you can be what you are,
is an unfathomable question.
You are under the sad impression,
that the
If you could see, what we all see,
and how we think you have lost your mind.
You walk around as though the world owes you,
when in fact you are so far in debt.
Taking without regard to what the outcome is,
you think of only yourself.
You question the idea that pain could come to you,
yet you still roll it out to others.
A personality flaw, is putting it mildly,
when there are so many other ways to say it.
I'd love to tell you exactly what is thought,
but with you no one can tell a thing to!
How I'd love to shove your words back in your face,
watching you writhe in pain.
That makes me evil, with in my soul, I know,
yet I can't help but feel it.
For a while I was there for you,
being that constant I thought you deserved.
I ignored the rest, thinking you just needed a friend,
how foolish of me to believe in that.
Selfish and self-centered is all you are,
and karma has a way of paying one back.
I hope I am there to see when it comes back on you,
and maybe then, you will get it.
Until then, I sit back and listen to your drama,
laughing at how you think its wrong.
Little bitch that you are,
it's gonna come back just you wait and see.