Sick of it all

Sick of it all
By Kayla Lieblick

Sick of it all
Sick of being toyed with
Sick of listening to all the lies
Don’t even try to plead the fifth

Why lie?
Why even say this shit?
Why lead me on,
Then just get up and split?

How can you say these things?
How can they be so meaningless?
How can you lie to my face?
While we sit, and you caress?

When you see my face
When you look into my eyes
When you touch my skin
I guess its all some kind of disguise

What is it you really want?
What do think when we are together?
What inspires you to say “forever”
Or to break my heart, as fragile as a feather?

Its time for you to stop and think
Its time for you to realize
Its time for you to look
Truly look into my eyes

What is it that you will see, is
What can be explained very plainly.
What can be seen within my eyes
Is my love for you, mainly

This has to end
This will be no joy
This has to stop
Because boy,
I cant be your toy!