Hurt

tell me another pretty lie. look me in the eye and lie, a beautiful tall tale, you claim that i destroyed you, but what about myself? I tore myself down trying to build you up, but i make one mistake and im gone. i tried everything to make you happy yet fell short somehow I always made a mistake- even if nobody else saw it as a mistake. somehow i was always below you- even if statistics said otherwise, you were somehow constantly better than I am. somehow my image damaged yours, and i don’t understand how, I achieved so much in so little time, yet i was damaging to you? i was damaging when i was the one crying each night alone, when you were mad i was sad, and maybe that should’ve said something about you- but i was blind and in “love”. i almost apologized to you, but i realized i was never in the wrong i would’ve never had to lie if you weren’t so angry at everything i did.