This bitch hated me,
And least this what I think
She thought when pushing me on the ground:
Do you think you are better than me?
Squeezing my hand in the dark,
Moving forward.
Get a fuck out, - I said.
She was stronger, shorter, dark hair, mad face.
Then she pushed me and I hit my head on the metal heater.
Light sound like a bell.
"Ding".
And she got scared,
I could see and feel it.
Because she would have to deal with some one else too,
Fucking little bitch got scared out her fucking mind,
Ran away and never talked to me again.
I didn't say anything.
Whatever, no long story here.
I moved on with my life,
Got educated enough,
Moved to another country.
How I live, it's better than in our city,
Where she was.
When I saw her, years later,
I felt only sorry for her,
Same little hater.
