All the lies, all the hatefull words.
Burn,
so much,
I could die.

The love,
was always dead.

And whenever there is silence.
You become an unwanted guest.
The kind that is impolite,
that bothers everyone around them.

You waited for me,
but only to crush me.
"you're just a shallow *****".

Then why hold me in your arms, and say "when he leaves, I'll be your open door"?

*******.

You hurt.

And I cry,
I fight,
but my soul dies.

You will always hurt me,
and sadley,
I will always love you, because you did things no one else would.

I want to hate you,
but it seems impossible,

my room has become my friend,
along with the dark,
it gives me a place to cry,
with out my mother by myside,

cause she wouldn't understand.

Hold me,
hold my hand,

hug me,
and twirl me.

Kiss me,
like we never got the chance to,

and say you hate me.
Cause I still love you anyways.