Me, Myself, and I

December 20, 2017

When life gets cold, you go ghost

When I tell you about yourself, you do the most

You’re quick to leave to get where everything is as cool and blue as the sea

But when you need something you come crying back to me

Like that time in Middle School

When you left me to do work because you thought that girl cas cute

Then you felt dirty when you found she was related to you

You said “D please if I fail this project I won’t know what to do”

So I gave you another chance, and then we restarted the cycle

You were supposed to pick me up from practice but instead you hanged out with my self proclaimed rival

You started to come up with excuses about why you can’t do this and why you can’t do that

Now we’ll pass by each other and you won’t even speak

Not a wave, a nod, or even a tip of the hat

In words of Tupac “You’re blowing in the wind like dust”

Its funny how the ones that are around, are the ones you can’t trust

Cutting you off like scissors to paper really is a must

So from now i’ll be my own best friend I’ll always be by my side and stick there till the end

I’ll think about the possibilities of running away and going into hiding

Just God, Me, Myself, and I on our own private island

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