Dont show up to my work,
even if its a public place.
Do not show up and flash me your crooked teeth in a smile,
they remind me of razor blades.
Dont say 'Hi'
even if it is common courtesy.
Just leave me alone,
just get out of my soul.
Just let me breathe,
let me love someone as much as I loved you god ******.
God ****** why did you dictate me for months,
why did I carry you around in my pocket?
Why did I want you because now,
now all I want is for those razor blade teeth to cut you instead of me