Letter To An Old Poet

I said I think that you're special You told me once that I'm selfish And I kissed you hard In the dark In the closet You said my music is mellow Maybe I'm just exhausted You think you're a good person Because you won't punch me in the stomach And I love you I don't know why I just do But you're not special, you're evil You don't get to tell me to calm down You made me feel like an equal But I'm better than you and you should know that by now When you fell down the stairs It looked like it hurt and I wasn't sorry I should've left you right there With your hostages, my heart and my car keys You don't know me I wanna be happy I'm ready To walk into my room without looking for you I'll go up to the top of our building And remember my dog when I see the full moon I can't feel it yet But I am waiting