At 17 years old i would never have thought a man would be the center of my problems.
Everything wholesome, natural and good in my life. Has been second guessed, divided and cut into two.
The inconsistency with relationships, the inability to trust, stem from you.
You make me so angry, because we are nothing alike, yet you have given me life.
Birthed something so beautiful, yet you want nothing to do with me, i am astonished, baffled and confused.
You have created a monster out of me.
Full of vehement, and resentment, why do you make me hate you.
Why did i get delt this hand.
In which i lose every game.
My poker face i can no longer contain, thinking I'm strong when i can barely keep my composure.
And getting older, you would think this shits over.
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