Poezja

I care,
NO! Like I
really care,
Not that
sentimental shit,
That goes
on those,
Good for
nothing,
Love cards,
But Hey,
You were,
A,
Good for
nothing person.





I feel,
FOR REAL! I
really feel,
Not like
those glorified,
Wrist
slitting divas,
That cry
for affection,
But Hey,
Didn’t,
you,
Cry for my
affection.





I hear,
REALLY! I
hear,
Not like
you,
And your,
In-through
one ear,
And-out the
other,
Crap.
But Hey,
Hearing isn’t
listening.




“Relax”
Just one
word,
And I didn’t
Care
Feel or
Hear.
I just
breathed.
And breathed.

And breathed.

That’s why
I loved you.