I know you hate me.
But I don't care. You
try to ruin my life,
because you think
yours sucks. Taking
your anger out on me,
just won't help you feel
any better than before.
You think your all cool,
when your so called
"friends" hate you. You
haven't noticed it, but
everyone else has. Every
one hates you, they feel
bad for you because your
you.
I know your jealous
of me. But thats fine.
cause i don't mind.
You don't have a life.
Your always online.
If you never talk to
me again I don't mind.
You can stay out of my life.
And just leave me alone.
All the memoirs don't
mean anything. They
can just burn. Which
is perfectly fine. No one
will or ever liked you. You
haven't ever had a boy-
friend. And everyone
else has.
So you can just
leave me alone. I know
your just jealous of me
because i have a boyfriend
and lots of friends.
Don't tell me if I died no
one would care, because a lot
of people would care. The
truth is that if you died no
one would care or miss you.
**yes i know that this poem might seem mean. but the thing is that its true. its about this girl who started a fight with me for no reason and now i hate her and she hates me.**
