i know i'm not special,
not worth the love
you've given me
or lack of,
i don't deserve your forgiveness,
so i just sit back and let you
get your anger out.
let you hurt me as I've hurt you.
submit to every request,
will that make you happy?
will it make you feel better?
anything for you i'll do
because I've hurt you as you're beginning to hurt me.
it will be okay,
i can cut all the pain away.
will that make it better?
i'll hold my tongue when you
make fun of me
as it is, i made fun of you too.
i'll stay up nights making sure you are okay,
while i cry all night
wishing i was dead.
but its okay, because i do it for you.
because while you hurt me for hurting you
, i still care.
you don't even have to say sorry,
i'll deal with it.
while i tried to love you,
you didn't accept it
a joke you called it,
fake.
i kept quiet, don't argue.
it will get better.
no apologies can
make it better
so i let you get it out
while i sit back and take it.
because while you're killing me for
hurting you,
i *died.