It was funny, That I don't care, That I'm not enough, That I did not do, enough.. It was sweet, You assumed I'm grand. "Ignoring" me. It was spiky, That I did nothing.. That I rebelled . It was ironic... That I expected.. Yet again. It was delicious, You repeated the same, That I was tyrannical.. It was cold.. The coaster relived, Like nothing happened... It was tangy.. That, I was overbearing. I still am.. Most of all it was greaving... That I never talk.. Neglected admist the care. Guilty of being selfish.. And it was hurting, That I still miss sé. -Myth