this isn’t about you: it’s about a woman sick of being treated like shit

we didn't see

eye to eye

it was more like

eye to chest

you didn't like

tall women,

women

speaking

their mind

or being seen as

the weaker sex

because

you were

'the guy'

and it made you feel

intimidated

and

emasculated

until you felt

there was none

of your

so-called

'pride'

left

we weren't on

the same page

hell,

you didn't even

make it in

the book

but you were there

finding passages

of men with dark hair

and crooked smiles

jumping to conclusions

and falling right off

the damn earth with

accusations

from your own

hallucinations

talking as if

you're the

protagonist,

the hero,

the best;

and i'm just some

damsel in distress

who only knows

how to say

'help me'

and

'yes'

....

"-even when you

think life sucks,

just remember,

you deserve worse

then the hand

dealt to you.-"

thanks for the

degradation.

....

in case you

didn't get

the message

in case

i haven't given

enough hints

or if this is too

passive aggressive

here's your

finial clue:

fuck you.