Playing Victim
She lay there weeping, pouring her heart out. "Nothing ever goes my way, Not tommorrow, not today. I am in a world where I am not loved. I don't even love myself. I can't get anyone to listen. But listen... It's too much, Can't you see that I'm hurting, these tears spurting right through my eyes. Why? Why does this happen, and only happen to me? Please hear my plee. I'm going through a lot. The thought... well no wait.. I thought you cared. Oh my gosh! This is exactly what I feared. Lonlieness. I can't do this, where can I find hope and bliss. Love to dismiss.. the.. It doesn't matter does it? Happiness? Oh that doesn't exist. I'm hated, you could have waited... Right? It is all your fault, I have no faults. I did nothing, Your the blame, damsel? I'm in distress, yes because I can't count on nobody. Not even you, I should though. whoa.. overeacting.. I never do that. You know what? Forget it, I'll be fine, just go. Let me suffer although, when you needed.. I was there.." and just like that I fell victim to a victim.
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