All Is Fair In La La Land Poem by Desiree Whitamore

so you think i owe you this?
this dream in la la land?
please let go of my wrist
you can't force me to understand.
i don't have to call or see you
i don't even have to care.
i've never ever had to
yeah. i know that its not fair.
but if you wanna cry about fair,
lets look into the past
me crying and cutting and THERE
with my life moving too fast.
now lets open our eyes and look ahead
where we'll be in ten years
you trying to recall what i've said
and me not registering your tears.