My Unsent Letter

I am mad at you. No I was mad with you both.

I realize as I looked at the crease off my forehead.

I dont know whose mess up. Me trying to keep my sane.

Or the unresonable hurls of insults and uncomfortable stares I got just by feeling something.

Today, is a great day! And I'm going to make sure of it. But I cant help but breakdown everytime, I realize that I got and not chose over someone else. You'd rather insult me and treat her like your mom. Sure. You dont have to rub that on my face.

I get tired. I get defeated, Sometimes I lay on my bed. Questioning my worth. I hated that she get to know things about me and used that against me. You know that?

That was unfair. Really really unfair. I hated every minute of it. And I wanted her to know that.

I don't want her to get sad, I want her to feel the same things that I have been feeling right now. For justice. I dont want her knowing things about me. And I dont want her to be smug about it.