The way you left the relationship just shows the type of person you really are.

I refuse to contort my ways to appease you

      You and your broken ways.

I refuse to change my life to match a broken society.

      A society with an incurable illness.

I refuse to be a plaything.

       A one time entertainer.

I refuse your ******* reality and substitute my ******* own.

      So Go Shove it.

I'm not quite sure why,
But I'm extra depressed tonight.
Talking to you usually helped,
But you're no longer there for me.
Now you get to be some other guy's comfort.
So what do I have now?

Family?
They don't care.

Friends?
They wouldn't understand.

God?
I don't feel him anymore.

So that leaves me with nothing.
Nothing to comfort me when I feel like this.
So all I can do is pray to die in my sleep,
Because I'm too much of a coward to do it myself.