do you remember how i told you i felt like i had to leave?
do you remember how you stared and kind of just laughed at me?
well now look where i am, messed up even more.
do you know its your fault? we could've made it work.
you could've picked me when you were forced to choose
you could've been there every single day that i needed you.
you could've realized that you just push me back
you could've thought about how that would make me act.
i hope you feel guilty for every ounce of pain
i'd never do that to you, in that way we're not the same.
i hope you hurt inside whenever i'm gone
and i hope you see that all of you were wrong.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem