Fight

Argue about nothing at all,
Going on and on when nothing was done wrong,
People know people but I might just know others,
You drove that car and hit the gutters,
Too fun but too bitchy,
Love the choice of words,
But I don't care.
So bite me.

Run up the wall,
When it's meant to be fun,
Chill no one's dead,
Hate me I'll hate you back,
You're not my mother,
Don't expect apologies,
When I'm not the only one who did wrong.
At least I know and acknowledge it.

But whatever,
I don't care if I lose this fight,
Lost enough I'll just lose another,
It's funny how much you think you matter,
I have enough going on,
But I'll play if you wanna,
I've got nothing to lose anymore,
My pockets are empty.
♠ ♠ ♠
This poem was fun, actually, I was having a poem war on another site. We really couldn't stand eachother, who knows why. Maybe it was the fact that I was an asshole as well as a bitch. Dunno. I ended up really tired of talking to her, and left the site.