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The Bad List
I hate the way this makes me feel,
Like I’ll never be enough,
Like I’ll never measure up,
Like this’ll alway be my luck.
Anxiety is a mood,
Since I found out about you,
Now I feel not content in my skin,
A state I never wanted to be in again.
What’s worse is it’s like you like it
Like my agony gives you a little kick,
Like you have fun playing stupid,
As if I don’t know what the truth is...
Like you don’t mess with her,
Me & the whole DMV too,
Like I’m not enough meal on the plate
And you need serving #2,
Got me here frustrated and confused,
Because I could have sworn I knew you.
I could have sworn that we agreed,
We were all each other needs’
That it was exclusively for me,
At least for the time being.
But you violated our respect,
Now I’m scared to see what’s next,
And I want to let it go,
But I can’t just yet,
So I’m suffering in silence,
Watching your ego grow.
Knowing you don’t want me,
Why can’t you let me go?
Why choose to argue,
Be selfish and pretend?
Why can’t you just let it end?
Let it be so I can start to mend,
This sad state all your lies put me in.
Like I’ll never be enough,
Like I’ll never measure up,
Like this’ll alway be my luck.
Anxiety is a mood,
Since I found out about you,
Now I feel not content in my skin,
A state I never wanted to be in again.
What’s worse is it’s like you like it
Like my agony gives you a little kick,
Like you have fun playing stupid,
As if I don’t know what the truth is...
Like you don’t mess with her,
Me & the whole DMV too,
Like I’m not enough meal on the plate
And you need serving #2,
Got me here frustrated and confused,
Because I could have sworn I knew you.
I could have sworn that we agreed,
We were all each other needs’
That it was exclusively for me,
At least for the time being.
But you violated our respect,
Now I’m scared to see what’s next,
And I want to let it go,
But I can’t just yet,
So I’m suffering in silence,
Watching your ego grow.
Knowing you don’t want me,
Why can’t you let me go?
Why choose to argue,
Be selfish and pretend?
Why can’t you just let it end?
Let it be so I can start to mend,
This sad state all your lies put me in.
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