Untitled Poem by Mia La'Niece Washington

.....im hurt why you ask?
i have no clue.
i just hurt so much
i think its because of you

you cant hear me can you?
no, i didnt think so.
you never listen to what i have to say
its always you're way.

you never have time for me, only you
'im busy' 'not now' maybe tomarrow'
thats all that i hear from you.
thats all you say

im tired. thats it.
if thats what you want you can have it
i dont care anymore fine.
im done.