Get Grip Quickly
Poem
Only someone mentally unstable
Turns a positive
Into a negative on purpose
It’s not rocket science
A personality disorder
Is what it is
The proof is in the pudding
You try to make a sick square peg fit
Into a whole round hole
To prove a point that was never real
What exactly is the definition
Of insanity
Bitch it’s that
Trying to make the fantasy fit
The narrative
But if everything about you is fake
Fucked up
Fragmented
Deranged
Damaged
Unhealed
Psychotic
Obsessive
How TF do YOU have a stable outlook
On anything
You can’t
Those of us who’s area of expertise it is
To analyze a mfr from any distance
Won’t be fooled by tricks
Of the unstable ilk
Let alone anyone or anything else
He lied to you when he said
I Am not who I Am
He always knew
He was after my attention
Money
Support
Protection
Affection
Emotions
Sex
Commitment
Clout
All of it
But I keep saying next
He set your ass up to fail
On purpose
Your fight is with him
I don’t even want his ass!
