Have you ever felt pain,
Of a serious sort?
You just sit there,
And think,
About how it all fell short.
You said you'd be there,
Through thick,
And thin.
But why would you do this?
You think id still let you in?
From the nasty things,
That you have shared.
From ruining my chances,
And you loving to compare.
But you underestimated me,
And in the end of it all,
You watched with pleasure,
As i continued to fall.
But i got up,
When someone else caught me.
You did what you do best,
And took all there glory.
And its not my fault,
It worked to my advantage,
That i have attention,
That im no longer damaged.
Then you looked my savior,
Dead in the eyes,
I looked too,
And was pleasently supprised.
Because your game,
Is minipulation,
And you will always be,
In some complecation.
You wanna fight me,
And lie too.
And when i cry,
Its for you.
Because seeing me happy,
Seeing me complete,
Makes you upset,
Makes you weak.
So you keep fighting,
But i will stand my ground.
Because someone once said,
"You will never be crowned,
If you always back down."