My Ol' Frenemy

Wherefore her right to rudeness, her rugged worthless repartee? 
The negativity of ages shudders off the walls,
 On vulnerable days making me cringe, 
But returning more than she can chew with her malice,
 Her envy and uncomfort, 
Her restless disagreeable feeble processes,
 Self righteous and outrageous and 
Stinking to high heaven of the past, the
 Unadmitted, unused, undervalued past,
 Feeding the transference of daily sins. 
Well, it all comes around, lovey. 
We all get what we need.


by disrespected Lizzy