You treat me like property,
like i feel no pain.
do You feel like Your insults
are all in vain?

do You think i don’t feel
all the hurt in Your words?

am i nothing to You?
Your my everything.
to you i’m nothing special, nothing new.
i was right i am nothing to You.

so when You tell me that You love me,
and i see through Your lies,
is there any real reason
for all of the ‘whys’?

You hate me, admit it!
it’s all in your eyes.
You hate me admit it!
it’s me You despise.

i would hate You back.
if only i could.
i need to leave You,
i know that i should.

how could i stay
with someone like You
i’d be hurting myself
but that’s nothing new!

so i stay with You.
because You were right all along.
i am nothing without You.
i suppose that’s why i’m writting this song.

(this poem is the rough draft for a bit of a song)