
the middle one is me

i am infuriated,outraged,sick,pierced in the heart
all the while
a substitute i was only
i loathe to think how lil i am to you
you have forsaken, pushed around
unbothered by how i felt
now things turned around
you're back
crying for help
yet fury in me
subservient friend still me
i do not wish to pinpoint further
maybe i am just being
the selfish me