You know, not my problem
That you don't know who you are,
Hair changes, life changes,
Copy-pasting won't get you too far.

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If you did it out of malice,
Throwing me under the bus,
Talking smack about me
Like you ain't got no class,
It would've made sense,
But since your last visit 
I've learnt a few things
That I'd like to revisit.

Your lack of selfhood,
Your lack of respect
Is the cause of your flakiness 
That I'd like to neglect.
I won't be a part 
Of the lies that you weave
Stay away from my life,
Take the hint, f***ing leave.
I am done with the role
That you've made me take,
An art is an art,
But yours - just a fake.