To do unto others as I would like others to do unto me,
My mother once told me there is no right way to do something wrong
So if you think that posting that poem would cause me to frown.
You are lying to yourself.
Two can play that game.
For your information I don’t need you
So I guest you, are dead wrong.
You said that you were doing what you believed to be right.
It may have been right to you,
But dead wrong again!
“I was looking out for you.
I cared about you.
You thought it was all about me'
But you were wrong.
And you knew that.
I received only hurt.”
All this is a pack of crap.
I have no idea why you keep lying to yourself.
You are so selfish
you cant see that you are dead wrong.
You are unbelievable,
You could have just said you don’t want me here.
You didn’t have to use poetry to destroy me.
But I should have known that my judgment
Would have been dead wrong
