I should remember
you do not define me
even though you try
keeping me under control
oppressed with your words
cutting into my skin
bleeding my integrity
manipulation had always been your skill

I followed blindly
but I was just stupid
to trust the weasel in snakes clothing
do you remember how lonely it was
that made you come to me in the first place
do you remember the poison you spilled to make yourself happy
was it worth it?

was it?