You Wanted Truth

I am not lacking in any of the things which you claim to value.
You don’t know what you stand for
Yet you don’t fall for a single fucking thing.

My strength has been proven many times.
No matter how hard others have tried to break me, I have persevered.
I have been cheated. I have been lied to. I have been devalued.
And never have I been like this.

I do not wait for good things to come to me.
But you don’t even qualify as a “good thing.”
I do not play second chair and I refuse to be put on hold.
Some things are worth waiting for.

You’re not one of them.

Why do I care?
Why have I seriously considered
Seriously altering everything about who I am?
To fit some ass backwards notion you have
Of how women are expected to behave?
Fuck you.

I once heard your ego
Was an attempt to counter serious insecurities.
I once thought you were a bigger man than that.
So strong and yet so little on the inside.

How can someone be so high-and-mighty
And yet so fucking ugly inside?
Someone I have admired so much
Has the ability to sicken me.

I would secretly smile at the thought of
You regretting this one day.
But that assumes you have the mental wherewithal
To recognize that you screwed it all up.

You want something to be proud of?
Go fuck yourself.

That sounds like an accomplishment to me.