need to clear your head and some space for your mind,

why do you think you're mean when all you learnt was to be kind?

why do you want people to stop calling you?

why do you think they shouldn't care?

I wanna know what it's like when you wanna say shit with nobody to hear.

When your eyes are teary but still nobody is gonna care.

When your words aren't pretty anymore,

just full of despair,

When you loved with all your heart,

but someone breaks it hard just like you broke theirs.

What's it like when it's other way around?

When I didn't break your heart

Instead you broke mine?

note: this poetry makes me feel like I'm a bad poet, neither do I like what it is nor do I like how it's written. Well that's new, whatever.