I want you

Figuratively, I hope you choke on your words to death.
I hope you commit social suicide.
I want you to remember how good of a friend I was,
and how being a good friend is something you never once tried.

I want you to spend your life wishing you did things differently.
I want you to spend your days crying.
I want you to see how much I don't care.
I want you to spend your days wishing you were dying.

I want you to take your life, figuratively of course.
Rip out your heart with a knife.
Stab yourself consecutively
until there is NO sign of life.

I want you to see how fake you are
and cover yourself with plastic.
I want you to try to stretch your heart out
as if you thought it were elastic.

Lastly, I want you to grovel for forgiveness
for everything you've done wrong to me.
I want you to rip apart your empty soul
for everyone who feels the same to see.