For you, just you.

Every word I have ever sang was to you.

Every stupid song was written to you.

Everything I did was for you.

Every letter on this page was just for you.

But you don’t listen.

why.

Why don't you see me standing here.

Standing next to you.

I am apart of you thought I meant something more.

But when you only make me feel like a mistake.

One more moment it is all it will take to push me into the pit of snakes.

Ill hold my head up high as there venom rushes threw my veins and my skin turns black and blue.

Ill turn into one of them before ill be like you.

But what is the truth I already was one.

I never was like you.

This poem is about: 
Me

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