Itchy Palms

A Poem by Alexandra

Breathe
Take a Xanax
These people you surround yourself with are nothing, but the reason why we had this problem in the first place
Your friends message me telling me things I never wanted to know in the first place
The same friends I told you to stay away from are the ones panting at my door
Let’s be honest
You don’t care and I’m on the brink of doing the same
But, I’ll never lose respect for you
And the love we shared
I just wish you would wake the f**k up.