Befor last night,
you were my world.
But now it seems
like I'm not your girl.
She likes you.
I guess you like her.
She hates me.
Yet, you seem to not care.
I want you to be yourself,
but not who you wanto be.
I want you to be yourself,
the one that matters to me.
I feel like I can't talk to you,
can't tell you one thing.
Though now it appears so different,
like she's your everything.
I hate that you're so stupid.
You make me want to cry.
Lately I've stayed mad at you
and it makes me want to die.
I wish you could comprehend
what you have done to me.
I wish you could understand.
I just wish you could see.
-Bailey Holcomb
