he makes me sad
feel like i'm bad
done nothing wrong
it's like the saying
damned if i do, damned if i don't
thinkin that i wanna cheat
thinking i'm just not gonna eat
to punish myself, and cos i can't
can't face the thought of myself alive
wondering, desperate to know the reason why
two people make each other feel this way
oh God, the crying, now it has begun;
in the massive web of lie's he's spun,
telling me he's sorry, that he loves me,
that he will never do this to me again
wrapped up in his meaningless apology,
and here is the stage where i can't think straight
things come to me, then go, and confusion reigns,
and raw emotions take hold of me, anger and hate
sadness which overwhelms, too much on my plate
and yeah, i'll binge then i'll starve, anything to destroy
myself because of how he makes me feel
but through the pain all over me i can tell that i won't heal
unless i rid myself of him, but i do not have it in me.
and it ruined my night even more when my flatmate said to me
that i should not use such and such as an ashtray
and to turn my music down
it was such a pointless and hypocritical thing to say
yet i smiled and said that i was sorry
because i am weak.
i am female.
men are male.
there is nothing more that i can say.