furiously appalled, i presume you're talking about someone particularly close to me.
why dont you keep your hands by your side, your eyes to yourself.
you have this choking impact to my sanity yet you dont worth a single cent to me.
take a step back and look at how the world moves ignoring your self pity and your rantings.
havent you realised how ironic your presence is, that youre better off dead (i wish)

nevertheless, blame you for all your misdoings, how your behaviour stabs the heart like a hidden dagger. and its time to realise youre the problem of your own heartache, the adverse reaction that causes an effect, insignicantly significant in a bothering way.

however, only time will tell,
leaving spaces for doubts and insecurities or forever and love?