F*ck You - Poem by Born Frustrated
Don't say you care about me...
I can tell by the way that you don't look at me..
that you don't care
You've never been there for me anyway
everybody knows it's true
Don't you tell me
that you've always cared
because its apparent to me
that you don't
I know that you don't because you left me
Someone really fu*ked you up inside
must you take it out on me?
I JUST WANNA SAY
one last thing to you and that's
FU*K YOU! ! !
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