You have cheapened all that I was with simple words.
When I decided to gain morals,
You destroyed them with filthy words.
You took no care, as long as I was hurt,
Everything would be fine.
You never came to check upon me,
When my screams were heard in the night,
I was nothing, a big nothing, cheapened
To the cost of dirt.
You mock me in the worst possible way,
Writing poetry to mock me,
Bad poetry,
Not even good enough to be considered rap flows.
Why you wanna come at me when I did nothing but care?
Why you cheapen this saddened girl
Who thought she could be worth no less?
Why you come to me in my dreams
And burn my words in a giant bonfire?
Why you hurt my heart by jeering at me
When I am nowhere to be found?
Saying it to my face, is that too hard a task for you?
I frown now, yes I do frown,
For that is all that is left to do.
You couldn't force yourself to last a day in my crummy shoes,
You'd suffer after an hour of seeing my thoughts.
I know, for I have suffered my own slinging of thoughts.
You, who cheapened a once valuable being
Will suffer in some way,
But I am too lazy and too good to define that way right now.
I'll let you suffer without knowing the answer.