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I'm amazing,
just got to tell myself,
I'm amazing.

Tears are running down my cheeks and my legs shaking. I howled and whimpered. Three stabs.

I'm still alive

I want to hurt them

I want to hurt them so badly

I want to burn them. I want to stab them. I want to scream and rip out their hair.

I have the right to be angry. I have a week's notice. I begged them to finish on time this time around. I asked them so nicely. I tried to be patient. I worked with them.

Everyone else got the instructions just fine. Why them? Why are they so hurtful? Why are they so dense to that fact that they are breaking and trompling over me?

I'm sensitive
but,
they're dense.
Stand back....
did you really do all you could to prevent my heart from suffering this misfortune?

I have work tomorrow.

I'm going to curl up and sing a song. A soft song. A song for sleep.

And maybe, then I'll forget everything by tomorrow.

A good book. Work to do. I hope I forget.

I've cried so hard.

I was a good girl though. I didn't call them. I didn't hurt them as much as I wanted. I only teased, as was rightful. They disrespected me. Even though I am their friend, they disrespected me. They took advantage of my kindness. I am angry and hurt. But, it will all be forgotten, as all intense things are. Lucky you...