Misplaced Toilet Paper

You’ll be fine after some angry poetry

Perhaps a few drinks with friends, same ones treating you like a third wheel

I don’t give a fuck because once it’s over your won’t exist to me, vice versa.

You don’t care either, said it in so many ways

My favorite is rolling your eyes after saying how I’ve changed

Taught me potential is great but not worth investing in

Cognitive sewage running in my bed, told I’m the shitty one.

Thought we weren’t playing games

She asked who’s playing?

Bullshit everywhere we were once happily connected

Told I should fold, then, wipe my ass with one ply paper.

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