If you knew how much I hated you,
You'd wanna kill yourself,
Everything I've ever done is left upon the shelf.

Sex is good, but I want more,
Everyone now calls me the whore.

How can you get by with this,
Everyone in my past I miss.

I miss you Jay, you know that,
The dog does too, so does the cat.

How can you leave me, you f***ing ass,
I need help with this, and in class.

This is a nightmare, it all feels real,
How can you not love me, or even feel!?

By the way, I have a C in Science,
Guess I'll have to find a sharper appliance.

I guess you weren't thinking, or even blinking,
Now my world is f***ing shrinking.

I have an A in band,
You don't know that since you didn't hold my hand.

So this is to you, you assh*** from Hell,
I hope you and your buddies are all doing well.

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