I’m tired of crying every night, consumed by pain.
Tired of hoping things would be different and expecting **** to change.
Tired of waking up every morning and everything’s the same.
Tired of believing all the lies and feeling so betrayed.
Tired of smiling on the outside and suffering within.
No one looks beyond the superficial… its too easy to pretend.
I wish you could see deeper and recognize something’s wrong, and care enough to fix it, but I guess I’m asking for too much.
Despite that I would never hurt you and I wait patiently for you to come around,
you wouldn’t give a **** if I lay lifeless on the ground.
Once upon a time I loved you, but like a Grimm’s fairytale, I know how this will end.
So, I’m closing the book and I’m starting on a new one.
Hoping my happiness will soon commence.