I think I'm finally angry enough
to write t his poem
think I'm finally strong enough
to leave this alone
Who needs love
when it just wears you out
who needs sweet words
when they just tear you down?
You tell me to wake up
like I'm in too deep
you tell me to be honest
like there's secrets that I keep
Tell me how you put logic
to the emotions that you feel
how you contradict yourself
act as if "this" isn't real
Pour my heart out on these pages
yet you say so few
why do I open my mouth
why do I even try for you?
Re-evaluate this demon
I guess it's worse than I knew
I can't do this anymore
now I just feel used.