I wish you would say sorry,
Right to my face.
Like all your resented words,
Your breath will go to waste.

I don't like you at all, because of your words,
Wishing that this friendship, could be as peaceful as two birds

The words which I detest,
Have long been forgotten.
How can you rest,
When you are this rotten.

Before the end of this day,
I would like an apology for all the the things you had to say.

I wonder how you would feel,
if someone were rude to you.
You will feel what I feel,
Be not surprised by the feelings that were true.

When your time comes I will laugh at each of you,
Making you all look individually like a fool.

Honestly honey,
If I were you I wouldn't worry.
This time around,
There will be no 'sorry'.

Just me in the midst of all this drama,
And you remembering that my middle name is

KARMA.

It's time for you to feel like me,
Then we can call this feud History

*Best  read  in  m o n o s p a c e d.