I'm done.
I'm done with your inconsideration
with the way you come and go
without a word with how you just ignore us now.
I'm done trying to be kind, to be nice.
I'm done with your whining
especially when the things you're whining
about could've been easily fixed.
I'm done with how you don't even try anymore.
I'm done with your attitude with the way you just
expect me to clean up after you.
What am I?
Your slave, your servant?
If it's your mess?
You should be the one to clean it.
By now, I think you're starting to get the picture.
If not, let me simplify it for you.
My good opinion once lost is lost forever, bitch.
j.h
