This Is Personal.

This is no longer about the people around me your hurting.
This isn't about you making these people cry.
This is certainly not about you never shutting your damn mouth.
No, this is personal.


This is about talking to me with your disrespectful crap.
This is about me, becoming absolutely fed up with your high and mighty tomfoolery.
This is me saying your cynical idiocy, is debilitating. 
This, is personal.


Your terrible inconsistencies between version 1 and version 2 of stories are just down right confusing.
Your constant yelling at everything and anything is useless. We don't take you serious anymore.
If you want your words to mean something you need to slow the hell down! Think you imbecile.
This is personal.


I don't think I need to explain to you how little I care for you.
I don't need to explain to you that I'm tired of seeing you; hearing you, and don't forget smelling you.
I most certainly don't need to explain to you my detester for you.
This is personal.


You need to stop thinking you have any control over me.
You need to stop thinking your opinion matters.
You need to stop thinking you have importance.
This is personal.


This is no longer about your expendable life.
No, this is about me wanting you gone.
Your absence would be very much appreciated.
I don't think I should have to tell you again.
You need to stop thinking anyone needs you.
This is personal.