How is it my fault?
I don’t say a thing
And you expect me to take it.
I told you what I thought
And you yet you continue.
So don’t start crying
You’re not a baby anymore.
Grow a pair and face me.
So you overheard my rant.
Big fucking deal,
I blow up sometimes,
Everyone does.
But to cry about what you heard?
Suck it up.
I’m trying to confront you
Now that it’s in the open,
But you run away.
You want sympathy instead of closure,
An apology instead of what’s right.
Don’t play innocent,
Because I can see through those tears
Into an immature brat.
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