Stop trying to smash together
And modify the shapes of
Puzzle pieces that do not fit;
Amiability is a blessing—
One that cannot be strained,
And sometimes, it’s not present
Years and years of conflict
Are not so easily discarded
Once they have left their scars.
Don’t mistake unwillingness
For hatred, as you are prone to do
Because you love a fight.
You must derive pleasure from
Watching my eyes brim with tears
And yelling till your voice is hoarse.
Only you can take a beautiful day
And morph it into a storm
With clouds black as night.
You take my words and twist them
Until I cannot even recognize
What has escaped my tongue;
It doesn’t matter if it’s irrelevant
As long as it’s fuel for your
One-sided war where no one ever wins.
I must not be very important,
For you treat me like a stranger
And act as if I am expendable.
You say I am a villain,
But you hardly know me—
You only know what’s on the surface.
It seems as if you’ve stopped trying
To make an effort to learn,
For perhaps you will discover the truth.
All you want to acknowledge
Is what you think is right and wrong;
You never see a side other than your own.
And change for you is nonexistent—
Even if it’s clearly, irrefutably there,
Progressing slowly but still undeniable.
You think I came from hell,
Yet it was you who first gave me
A glimpse of the underworld.
You are a destroyer,
But you will never be able to admit it
Because you are always, always right.
It seems as if things are exploding,
And you wish to push me away
So that you won’t have to deal with me.
But if worse ever comes to worst,
I’m sure you will regret it
For every day of your miserable life.