To my darling ex

How can you sit there
And say those things with a smirk
You say Im weak, pathetic
Nothing but another days work

If thats what I am
You must be my goddamn curse
I have had enough of life as it is
I dont need you to make things worse

Dont try to break me
I dont need any help
You may treat me like a dog
But Ill bark not yelp

I hate you with a fiery passion
You made me feel so cheap
Never again will you get to me
Now its your turn to be weak