It Wasn't Fair (A Poem to the Asshole)
It wasn't fair to me,
To deal with all of your
Bottled-up, pent-up shit
When you couldn't deal with it yourself
It wasn't fair to me,
To always scare me by saying
You'd be dead by morning
And I was left laying in a puddle of tears
It wasn't fair to me,
To promise to always love you
No matter how much you hurt me
And then for you to go on breaking my heart
It wasn't fair,
But honestly I'm glad
Knowing you're an asshole
Makes it that much easier to move on.
This poem is about:
Me