Why do I choose

I’m starting to feel manipulated
No, I’ve felt this way for a while
I’ve chose to ignore it too many times
What’s wrong with me, that’s not my style

Why do I choose to be ignored
And then come at a beckoning call
Why do I choose to receive nothing from you
But then turn around and give you my all

Why do I choose to get my feelings hurt
Day after day after day
I hear from you, then I don’t
There’s no black and white, only gray

Why do I want you so badly
Almost at any cost
Why can’t I just be done with this
And except that this is a love lost

But the truth is, it wasn’t love at all
It was lust dressed up in disguise
It was dressed in it’s Sunday best
And it came with a lot of lies

So…why do I choose to be lied to
Why do I choose to not have a choice
Why do I choose to be everything for you
When did I lose my voice