Your expectatations don’t mean a fucking thing
You gave it all up just to waste your time
I know your parents raised you to be a bitch
But it’s not your fault that they’re bitches
I would say “fuck you” but that’s already happened
I’d rather be between your thighs than deal with your problems and lack of motivation
It’s easy to say that you’re better off being penetrated and feeling connected than sitting alone and wishing the next opportunity comes your way
But you are comfortable with being alone, and prefer to be alone
That polar vortex was probably caused by you because you’re so cold
It’s a shame you’re like that
Stay in the back of the class and hate that you’re picked last
Or maybe you like being picked last
I don’t give a fuck
Bury yourself under unrealistic expectations and live in a fantasy world dominated by innocence
I don’t feel bad about taking yours
Small goals for a small minded girl are the perfect fit
A promotion to manager won’t make you
Nothing can break you, you already broke yourself
It’s you and no one else
Give yourself to the dirt when you pass and be a waste of space in a graveyard, bitch
“I would say ‘fuck you’, but that already happened” 🙌
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I wanted to use that line for a long time! It was the perfect fit for this poem!
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