“You’re a psychopath”
First time I’ve heard that
But I never thought I’d
Hear it from you
Wish you didn’t hate me
Wish I could have said
‘Happy Birthday’ instead
Of being struck silent
By cynicism
“You’re a psychopath”
I will remember
The way we locked eyes
And the tone of your voice
Makes me hurt to think
That someone so stoic
Would
Lash that at me
Nevermind the times
I was invited along
To go on long drives
And have days in the city
Because apparently
That was all worth
Just doing away with
Replaced by what?
I’ve earned the title
Of the damaged
Who are abnormal and
Violent
Who are anti-social
And who hurt willfully
Normality
Is so relative
So you might see why
It pains me so much
To hear it from someone
I care about so much
That is, if you even
Believe me
Because I am a psychopath
And I wonder
Who in the world
Would have ever
Told you that
