It is a pity,
That you cannot see,
How desperate you are, that you'll do anything for attention from me.
It is a pity,
That you and your mother treated me so badly,
How sad that she loves you so madly?
It is a pity,
That you continue to look for attention from me,
When I have moved on happily.
It is a pity,
That you think you can financially abuse me,
Do you even know me?
It is a pity. No actually. It's disgusting!
That you'll emotionally abuse your son to get to me,
A level of selfish narcissism that's beyond me.
It is a pity,
That you're so depressed and confused,
When you have every resource available to you.
It is a pity,
That you did nothing but blame me,
Unable to even spell accountability.
It is a pity,
That you don't have any close friends at all,
That meaningful connection is something you want and need but are not capable of.
It is a pity,
That you'll message me at 6am the weekend I am away with a lover,
Did you think you could ruin my day while I'm lying in his arms this way?
It is a pity,
That you're the self labelled victim in this all,
Yet when the parenting plan changed you did nothing at all.
It is a pity,
That you have never committed to therapy,
If anyone needs help it's definitely not me.
It is a pity,
That you loathe yourself the way you do,
Creating false realities just to get you through.
It is a pity,
That your ex had to go through four abortions' all because of you,
Let me guess you're the victim here too?
It is a pity,
That you cannot see,
How extremely selfish and toxic you have been.
It is a pity,
That our son doesn't have a nuclear family,
But it's definitely better than him growing up watching his daddy emotionally invalidate, gas light and abuse mommy.
