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Ok i wrote this poem in class today. Yes i know im cruel but its the truth. Yes i know im going to hell for this thankyou for pointing it out. stare

I remeber you used to sit around and do nothing
and you said you loved me
and I said i loved you too.

I didnt mean it.

You would always be tired
and out of breath
with nothing to do but rest
and youd always share your stories
and i said they were interesting.

I didnt mean it.

I remember you had to go to the hospital
and i had to accompany you.
I sat by your ber faking dread
that you were going to die.
I sat by the window as you took your final breath
and cried with a sorrowful look on my face.

I didnt mean it.

You were never in my life
and now youre gone and never will be.
You caused grief you old badger
and now grandmas suicidal.
I care.

I dont mean it.

You always stunk up the house with your cig smoke
and you died because of it.
It was your fault not mine
and now I dont care about grandma.

I just dont care.