Maybe I’m so angry at you
because you remind me of him.
And I’m mad at myself for being the fool yet again
for not valuing myself like I deserve.
But it’s easier to blame you than to face myself
I can just leave you instead of fixing me
I was so innocent and open
when his dismissal slashed through me.
Poke the scar just right with your condescending tone
and it still pulses like it’s alive.