At My Worst
Everything that i tried
you throw it in
my face, everything that
i wanted from you,
you wouldn't give it
to me
Instead of being true
to me you were to
busy taking ficks with chicks
Trying to cover up
your tracks, she wasn't
covering up hers... I
pretend nothing was happening
but the truth was right
in front of me
tried to accept your extending
family little pieces of
me was falling apart
i gave it my all,
my all wasnt enough
for me, i was
never happy just trying
to be happy for you
you couldn't see me
at my worst....
all i ever wanted
was for you to love
me, crying inside you
would never see it,
cause someone had to
be strong for us,
but who's going to
be strong for me
I was at my worst.
Copyright © Phaedra Speight | Year Posted 2015
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