You Could Of
I hear my name being called, over and over
I don’t answer, because I know all you want
Is to say everything bad about me
Well whatever
I don’t care what you think
You never listen to me
So why the hell should I listen to you
You never once treated me right
You tell me you don’t want to hear that trash
So I never open up to you
Because I know you will shoot them down somehow
Please leave me alone
I don’t want to end up hurting you
Or worse kill you
You tell me you don’t care if I run away
Why, am at that bad?
How come you hate me?
Actually, why does everyone hate me?
You trust me, yet you treat me like dirt
So which one should I believe?
I try to be a good person
Yet as I can see I am a failure
To you, and everyone
I never once spoke badly about you
But you treat me like I have
Come to think of it
I don’t need you
Or anyone
According to you I treat everyone like trash
I judge by the heart
I am more than willing to come back
Are you?
Copyright © Liz Mynaugh | Year Posted 2006
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