nothing to be sorry for

HA

You wanna read my shit

Im sorry

But i don't remember

Giving you permission

 

Those are my personal things

And you read every single one of them

And now you hold me to blame

 

Yk most of the shit

I write about you

Is me obsessing over you

But it seems like

You don't have a clue

 

You invaded my privacy

These poems i have

They're the closest thing i have to me

The only thing that is my own

But i guess not anymore

Cause now you see them

On your phone

 

This is where i go

When i need to vent

Let some anger out

Get it all out of my head

 

Most aren't about anyone

Their just random

Much like how you write your songs.

I don't care what you say

I am NOT in the wrong. 

 

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