Screw You
the sarcasm in your blood
cuts cold through my heart
so screw you
the look in your eyes
slices my intentions in half
so screw you
your constant questions for me
make my mind go blank
so screw you
the one-upping really gets old
and makes my ears bleed
so screw you
but the worst part,
the oe that makes me loathe
every fiber of your being,
every breath that keeps you alive,
every last bit of you
is the smile on your gorgeous face
that makes me trip over my words
so screw you
This poem is about:
Me