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Don't you get it?
This is it;
the point of no return.
I thought you were real,
but it turns out you were fake all along.
I never said I was perfect,
I never said I knew what I wanted.
You shoved the words in my mouth,
I spit them out in contempt.
You're need for drama is stiffling;
if this is how you treat your friends,
then count me out.
I don't need the betrayal and the talking shit.
I never said what this is,
but I know I don't need it.
I hope you can look in the mirror straight,
knowing your words are full of hate.
Said that you don't like to be like this,
the physical resounds more than the verbal.
I'm done;
find a new puppet to play with,
because I'm not into this.
Over it,
simple as that. |