From Hell

written words on a page are how I express my hidden rage never telling you how I feel or that the pain inside is real I keep it hidden away so that I never have to say how much it hurts me you're showing me no mercy you give me no respect at all it's like looking in a crystal ball and seeing that my future is blank while you're off with that skank I shouldn't have given you my heart although I knew from the start that you would never love me and that I'd get plenty of misery from a boy who lies always excuses and alibis for why you're ignoring me it's always the same old story so why don't you just let me go instead of treating me like your freaking hoe I want to die being loved not like someone who is being shoved to the end of the line waiting my turn wishing that my love would be returned but nothing ever changes all I get from you is strangeness people say I should find another guy someone who will never lie about thinking that I'm beautiful and finding me useful for more than just meaningless sex a man who will return my texts and not be afraid of me or getting down on one knee to tell me that he loves me and promise that he will never leave