Thought it was over and done for the time being.
Thinking it was the end to all our troubles that we had faced.
But it's only the start.
It blow up in my face once again.
Tears will fall,
Blood will sink into my clothes.
You don't care about me.
My feelings anymore.
No, you didn't care in the first place.
Why was I wrong?
I can't be good enough for you?
I'm not perfect.
There I said it,
You happy now?
All I did was be myself.
An individual with a different style of living.
No set goals.
No set life.
No set judgement.
No stereotypical looks.
That's all you.
Wake up.
Look in the mirror,
Realise what you're doing.
Realise what you're saying.
I have no rules in my life.
What's the point?
I always end up changing everything I do..
I change everything too often to get the final product.
No instructions,
No right or wrong way to live.
Happy is all I want to be.
Somehow you hate that word.
Happiness.
Smile.
Laugh.
You take it all too seriously.
In front of me, in front of her,
Behind our backs.
So much for being a true friend.
Pure and always there.
Only words you say,
But it makes impact.
Not as subtle as you think.
Stabbing, trying to make connections,
But you're hopeless at that.
It always breaks.
Making all bad try to disappear,
But it wasn't enough for you.
Not that anything I do is good enough.
It's always just a repeat of the time before.
Always ending in tears.
Me wanting to run away.
You think I'm weak.
I properly am.
But that's fine with me.
Dying.
Alone.
You're life is now all perfect now,
Just go showing off like you do.
It's fine with me.
I hate your life.
I hate how you are.
It's all wrong.
It's all fake.
And that's what you think of me.
Look in the mirror,
See yourself standing there.
Alone with no one to laugh with.
Scared with no one to cry with.
That's how I felt,
Before I realise your meaning.
Your goal to shut me out.
Wanting me to go down under.
