You treat me like I have a disease.
Like Im sick and if you come to close youll catch it,
but its not contagious I wish you could just see.

You see me around everywhere. For Gods sake I live with you.
But you still keep your distance
As if this so called disease is going to leave me and enter you.
You dont know the real me,
You dont  know the girl whos lost.
And hurt.
You judge me, but then turn around and say you love me.
I dont understand

How can you say you love me then turn around and abuse me?
Do you think I just let it go because I pretend I dont care.
No I dont, it tears me up inside and bring me right back to where this mess all began.
You pushed me to this.
Your words and actions push me further into this,
and still you act as if Im the one at fault.
Im the one with the disease.
But the only cure,
is your apology.
Which I know will never come.