I wrote this here as an original draft, this didn't start in a notebook and go through editing(what little I do), so it probably sucks.

Can't say I like this, but then again, I don't like anything I write.

Observations That have Come too Late

I won't regret anything,
Anything that I'll say,
Maybe one day,
You'll understand what I'm saying.

Hateful and Lonely,
Jealous and unforgiving,
Your words are a dagger,
Aiming for another,
But out for your own throat.
How pathetic do you want to seem?
Keep cutting all around you,
Keep pushing away those who care.
Can't accept an observation,
Can't accept a different idea.

Try to insult me,
And burn me at the stake,
Keep trying to make me care.
It doesn't matter what you say,
You can't make me care.

Want me back in your arms,
You want back in my head,
Try to set your ego aside,
You're not who I thought you were,
Not who I want anymore.
Everything's hurting you,
Worse than you thought,
These were your ideas,
Now you have to live with them.
But if I could, I'd do this all over again.

Jealous that I couldn't care less,
About anything you have to say to me,
Your opinion doesn't matter anymore.
Jealous that I can speak to someone else.
Jealousy is so unfitting on your pretty face.

Dig your own grave,
Now sleep in it.