You inspire me to write these words of resentment and distrust.
I didn't even feel lust,
Until you manipulated me
into thinking that we actually had a chance-
I won't honor you to a last dance.
You're not worth my time.
Taking my dollar and giving me a dime,
Robbing me of my pride
just so yours can fly.
I'll block you out of my mind, as soon as you oblige
and admit to have done me wrong,
Confess to have crumbled my emotions into nothing but dust.
So do me a favor and take this urn's ashes...
Grab a handful in your weak fist
And give me to the ocean in its salty mist.
Forget about ever finding a friendship so strong as the one
that I was willing to share with you.
Your arrogance got the best of you.
So after all this mess has cleared,
your ugly pride is all that will be left of you....