Cuban Cigar

I always fought back with silence instead revenge
Prayed at night for a remedy so the heart could mend
Continued to embrace my shrunken body till this day
Even though my joy has been lost, I found a new way
But it's too much to ask to be left alone with a huge scar
They keep on smoking you, as if you were a Cuban cigar

What an agony is that! What torture am I living!
Do I have to bear the wound of being replaced!
To be told that holding my hand is such a waste
Do I have to listen; have to know I wasn't enough!
And it hurts because I care even if you were far
Quite playing nasty games, I am no Cuban cigar

What are you! How can you live with yourself!
How do you close your eyes when mine is wet
Rain the flood, words of fire must be said
You got a lot of nerves! Plenty of evil plans!
Your humiliation still been covering me with tar
No more shall I be stepped over, I am no Cuban cigar

Why can't you see! I am not cigar you burn!
You kiss, and then to your friend pass a turn!
Why can't you feel! I am not cigar you suck!
You drain the best of it till it becomes muck!
Why can't you hear! I am not cigar you throw!
You leave assuming it won't never again grow!