To yourself
The last couple months
We don’t talk
Why, you push me away
You cannot blame
Me for what you
Nor your friends
When through.
I wasn’t part of your life.
You closed me out
Even though I
Tried to reach out to you
I got push
To the back of the
Bus.
Now you wanna tell me
I’m throwing ****
Into your face.
Honey, I’m not
Throwing anything into your face
I’m reminding you
How you treat me
So poorly
When I do something nice