Last week
it was your birthday
and I think it strange
that I know this
That when I look
at the calendar
and see the date
I know this
basic fact
about you
A flash
of anger
that is new
finally
directed at you
and not only
at myself
Anger
for caring,
for remembering
when you could
never
be bothered...
That
was always
mine
it was your birthday
and I think it strange
that I know this
That when I look
at the calendar
and see the date
I know this
basic fact
about you
A flash
of anger
that is new
finally
directed at you
and not only
at myself
Anger
for caring,
for remembering
when you could
never
be bothered...
That
was always
mine
You could
never
even miss me,
and so
I didn't matter
never
even miss me,
and so
I didn't matter
I
have made
you
invisible
the way
that you
made me
feel
for so
very long
I wonder...
Is that
how you feel?
Is that
what I want?
Petty
and
vindictive
yes
maybe...
but
still
I don't
want you
anywhere
near
my life
Angela Minard 2008
Is that
how you feel?
Is that
what I want?
Petty
and
vindictive
yes
maybe...
but
still
I don't
want you
anywhere
near
my life
Angela Minard 2008
1 Comments:
Thought for Life:
"We are shaped by our thoughts; we become what we think. When the mind is pure, joy follows like a shadow that never leaves." - Buddha
Love ya,!
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