No Communication, On Purpose
You never tell me anything.
You treat me like a dunce.
You expect me to tell you everything.
But you never told me once.
You make me feel like whale shit.
Your attitude is crap.
You make me really want to hit
you, who cares about the bad rap.
You make me feel like I don’t matter.
I feel like I’m slowly dying.
You say my mind’s a-scatter
but I know that you are lying.
You try to cover up your tracks
by saying I am nuts.
You stress me out to the max,
never mind bruises or cuts.
Your double standards are abhorrent.
It’s nothing but hypocrisy that you spout.
I’m afraid to face a torrent
of your wrath if I speak out.
You tell me lies and get offended
when I don’t believe you. We are done.
Let me tell you, our relationship ended
the moment you told your very first one.
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