train

you walk around like you own the place

your heinous face is one i couldn't have mistaken

for another.

your hair is fried with too many colors,

perfect timing that were on the same train.

i hate you

for no reason

but a good reason.

you simply disappeared from my life.

are you a ghost?

you left me because of a boy!

what is that about?

well guess what he wouldn't have replaced you...

why would you think that?

we were inseparable.

how do you go up to me and act like nothing happened?

trying to pretend that what you did to me was alright

its not.

your a bitch for what you did.

all along i would blame myself but fuck it,

your the one who walked away...