Everyone loves to throw shade.

I take the brunt of it,

so go ahead, 

throw it my way.

I can’t take it.

You read that right.

I said that I can’t.

I shatter like glass,

but who wouldn’t?

When you choose to be an ass.

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I’m not bending down on one knee,

repeatedly saying sorry,

like the problem only lies with me.

Hate to pop your ego,

but you’ve got issues also.

At a time when I’m at my lowest,

new medical diagnosis after diagnosis…

I’m already dying.

Thanks for trying?

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Every comment you make,

every single low blow,

you’re just coffin hunting baby;

time to put on a show.

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I grew up always being the one in the wrong.

Suppress, suppress!

Your emotions are like the most lackluster song.

No one wants to pay for a record that doesn’t make them dance.

Wake up, wake up!

You humans are in a trance.

There are depths to our feelings,

and I beg you to explore.

Perhaps then, you’d understand more.

I don’t need your empathy or sympathy.

I hate the tone of your voice; just doesn’t sit well with me.

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I’m looking for the real ones.

The ones who truly get it.

What it’s like to be the “bad kid”

even when you were considered “perfect.”

I did well in school.

Partly due to intelligence,

but mostly for the recognition.

Didn’t get that much, unless I was in class.

I could study for an hour,

and I’d still ace that test.

It was a challenge to me,

and I got a high from getting an A.

A mini celebration,

the only one sent my way.

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That’s why I love pieces of paper.

We had an intimate connection,

one that never wavered.

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I’m an acquired taste,

I’ll admit it.

But I’ve been through some shit,

and I’m a badass for it.

You can judge,

while you live your life of lies.

I’ll continue to speak my truth.

Only the damaged will survive.