When I slice my chest open
Spill my heart and soul
Divulge the same at my own inadequacy
I never said it was your fault
On the contrary, it is my own
When I asked for time to think
To breathe away from responsibility
You asked me how you were supposed to make that happen
When I stopped talking and you didn't even notice
You said I had no right to assume you weren't listening
You yelled that I was against you
That I blow things out of proportion
I tell you again how hard it was to tell you my fears
and  admit my shortcomings
You tell me that I like to be mad
But I'm not mad, I'm hurt
I told you that, when I had stopped talking
You were too busy scrutinizing your foot to notice
That showed me just how important I am
None of it was about you
None was about how you make me feel
You don't get to play the victim in my pain
You don't get to break me and say I threw you away
You gave me away slowly, willingly
You pushed me out
You have no rights left
And you don't get to hurt me anymore