Sigh, last poem of you, who is about?
Am I rude and selfish?
All I care about is my needs, isn't it?
So am I like *******?
You are a walking contradiction
Do you have a medical condition?

I don't worry about you, beloved
I'm not worried.
I just do not feel good
I'm not happy, I'm  not glad

I'm not selfish
I can get hurt too
You know I am not made of stone
What about when you hurt someone?

Yes, you stole my smile.
How am I supposed to trust you,
when you took my look without permission?
I took it away because it was mine, not yours
It's not selfish it's protecting yourself, ****!
And you actually wrote a hate poem on it
Look, I have feelings and a little bit of emotion.

-Sorry, bye
Why bye?
Now I'm talking to you
I'm not treating you like anything
I'm just saying my part
You just want to say yours, but you won't listen to me!