Over It

I give up 
I'm done with trying
I'm done with pain
I'm done with crying

Those lips of yours, I used to kiss
And there's no doubt that I will miss
The time we spent together

It's not worth it anymore
I feel degraded like a w****
But I tolerated it for you

"The things we do for love," they say
But you didn't do s*** anyway
I tried my hardest to get you to stay
But now it doesn't matter

If you talk to me, I'll listen
And though my eyes may glisten,
I know that there's no chance.

I depend on people way too much, 
Attatchment is my only crutch
So when I'm alone and the fear sinks in
I fall too far and I cave in

I tried to get you out of my head 
Outside I smile, but inside I'm dead
Because when I see you I'm filled with dread
Now I must try to be like stone

Too many tears I've shed for you
I try to forget but emotion breaks through
And I will never, ever forget about you
No matter how hard I try.

Just remember that this is your loss 
Because I'm not your b****, you're not my boss
I will not let you push me around
I can get back up off of the ground

And remember nobody else is like me
No one cared for you more, I hope you see 
But now I must grow away from you and be free
You lost a good thing

Now I see that you didn't care
You just talked out your a** and into the air
Secrets and lies are all your lips hold,
And after a while it really gets old

Now I hope someday you grow a pair,
or find a **** that just doesn't care
Either way I'll smile and say,
"I'm sorry you wasted this love"
For now, I'll suffer in silence
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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April 30, 2010 at 9:14 AM
I would like to welcome you to PoetrySoup Alex. Wishing you the best in your writing endeavors. If you have questions please feel free to ask anyone here. We are all willing to help and if we don't know the answer we will find someone who does. Love, Carol
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April 29, 2010 at 8:31 PM
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