By John Edmondson
Today I say FUCK IT!
I cannot define you by my morals
Some people like to play in clutter.
Messy lives for messy folk
Dressed as my friend
Leaving me to feel like a loner.
I walk alone
My surroundings keep me company
Quiet days ahead.
He invites you in
You took a seat
Placing me on back burner.
Temptation slays our friendship
Flirting with my past
Was it worth it?
You sipped my tea
Around him you’re thirsty
Bladder full of ignorance.
Part-time friend
Take your pink slip
I can only confide in me!
