Get Over It

The Migraine Chronicles

He told me I was beautiful
embarrassed, I turned away
he told me I was smart
I ignored what he had to say

I told him to not bother
don’t waste his time on me
he must not have heard
because he wastes his time endlessly

I told him he should get away
I’m a bitch, a rotten brat
he said he wasn’t worried
he wasn’t scared of that

I said what if I hurt you
I’m more horrible than you know
he said I shouldn’t worry
he’s shoulders can handle the load

I said that I was frightened
I was scared as fucking shit
he told me to suck it up
and get the fuck over it

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