My name...
means nothing to you,
you say you love me,
is that really true?
is so why do you do the things you do,
why do you tell me to leave,
with a smile on your face,
love is not the word I would use for that,
I would say more like hate,
you brought me home and kissed me,
but yet you still seem to leave my life such a disgrace,
I will miss you,
will you miss me too?
don't lie,
because i know when you do...
i have known you for many months now,
i know what you are like,
you lie like its nothing,
i love you,
you say you do to,
but I don't think thats true...
you say that you just don't want to hurt me,
if thats true just speak to me,
instead of forgetting about me....
one slice at the wrist and this would be over,
you say thats not what to do,
i should just talk to you,
but you don't listen,
why do i trust you so much?
if you would listen and look at me you would see the pain in my eyes,
the bruises on my back...
i know you saw those,
you never gave a thought to that...
did you think you were just seeing things?
well you weren't I got thrown threw my bedroom window,
on the second story...
maybe you didn't see my back but other people did...
oh well you don't care,
if you don't listen when i scream to you,
why would you care about a stupid poem?
I'll miss you,
will you miss me too?
