Tootsie-Shit

How many mistakes does it take

To destroy a friendship?

I have been asking myself this

Sitting in a battleground of

Dead relationships I chose to war with—

I can’t stand anyone from my old life,

I am anonymous.

I feel it everyday and

Each time I talk to someone I used to love

I can’t help but feel as if they are

A complete stranger with whom

I have nothing in common, talking down

To some dumb bitch I never knew

When I get angry they snap-off

As if I’m already asking too much

Just for being who I already was.

I ask again —

How many insults does it take

Till you say “enough” and stop

Pretending?


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