Shut up shut up shut up shut up
literally the one place I am you have to come
and be and be loud and be yourself
I hate when you're yourself
I hate everything that comes out of your stupid mouth
I hate that you talk to my friends and to my enemies and
you talk about your family when you know that I can hear
I hate that there’s so much hate
because I am not a hateful person
I melt water out of ice and most times
I love every drop of it
but you cannot unfreeze
you are stuck in a fucking tundra and
I have tried for two years to stop pressing my warm hand
to your icicle heart.
Someday I’ll be away from here and I’m already so pissed
that I gave myself to someone who
is such a waste of beautiful space
and culture and light and education
You have no desire to be better
you have no desire to do anything but desire
anything that will quench you
that will give you a temporary relief to your insanity.
God, I wish it was insanity.