I Mean What I Say

Some times people say things
And it might hurt alot
Maybe they say there sorry
and hope it will be forgot

But listen to me
And listen good
Because what I'm saying
Is going to hurt like it should.

The last 12 months
Have been the worst of my life
you are an inconsiderate loser
And I don't want to be your wife

I don't want my kids
growing up to be like you
so just get out now
I dislike everything about you

Move home to your mother
Because I don't need you here
You are worthless to me
I'm not sorry, My Dear

by Margaret Serrano

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Comments (1)

very strong. nice write.