He's a fucking dick,
Also a fucking prick.
He called me a whale.
I feel guilty for having a veil.
I'm so sorry for lying,
I didn't want you to see me crying.
The first three lines are about my boyfriend's ex-best friend, who saw a picture of me and called me a whale, rather than being happy for him finding someone that has mutual feelings. Lines four through six are about how I feel about the situation and how I wanted to react, but didn't. I have the most amazing boyfriend. He is mad at the "friend" for me.
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Rene Peters
I write what I know, usually in the form of poetry. I tend to lean towards mental health, epilepsy, and loss/grieving.
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