So you thought

You acted like you made me,

Like I should bow when you speak.

Funny how you crumble now

That I’m the one who grew teeth.

I bit my tongue for months,

Now I’m done bleeding for your pride.

You talk big for someone

Who can’t sleep without a lie.

And don’t pretend you’re innocent,

We both know you’re not that slick.

Your truth is just a costume

That never really fit.

You’re a disaster in designer lies,

A storm that only hits your side.

I’m not your therapist, punching bag,

Or the girl you gaslighted dry.

I hope you trip on your ego,

Choke on the words you never meant.

You lost the best thing you ever touched,

And I don’t feel a drop of regret.