The Bad Guy Poem by Miss Grace

You look at me and sigh,
Like I were the bad guy.
Weren't you the one who broke us apart,
Weren't you the one who made the story end and start.
Weren't you the one who pushed me away,
Weren't you the one who went out to stay.

You look at me and wish I would die,
Why am I the bad guy?
Weren't you the one who wanted me to choke,
Weren't you the one due to whom I am broke.
Weren't you the one who threw me out,
Weren't you the one who had so many doubt.

You look at me and called me an enemy's spy,
How did I become the bad guy?
Weren't you the one I wanted to become like,
Weren't you the one whom I was alike.
Weren't you the one who had other priorities,
Weren't you the one who had other duties.

Each and every time how come I become the bad guy,
Now I had enough I bid my relationships goodbye.
No, now I don't wanna try more and cry,
I accepted always being the bad guy.