I stand there alone,
In defiance of his act,
Weeping and crying of what I had,
Not sure how to end it all,

He stood there,
Pride and prejudiced within,
Trying to show off all he had,
Conceited and cliche he was.

I tried my best to keep away,
Following my heart,
Not being ridiculed in his idiocy,
Like the time I had once been in my past,

He pressurized in getting his way,
Ignoring the rest,
With his atrocious ways,
How sane.