My heart is broken and shattered,
Torn to pieces, tattered.
It has happened before,
I’d just pick up the pieces and walk out the door.
This time I can’t pick up the pieces now,
Because you hurt me. How?
The person I liked and wanted the most,
Will never this heart’s party host.
You scarred me and it hurt.
You make me feel like a piece of dirt.
You make me with I was never alive.
You make me feel like I have to die.
You sit there and laugh like it is really funny,
But really you are being a really big dummy.
You sit there and laugh at me,
You put me down. How can this be?
I hate myself for liking you.
I hate you now I really do.
I hate you for what you did to me.
It hurts but you think it’s funny.
What about me do you not like?
Maybe I should go for a hike,
And jump off a cliff to take away my life.
You probably wouldn’t care if I really did die.
You did this to me.
Now that you’ve seen what you’ve done, are you happy?
Tuesday, December 23, 2008
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