My Disdain.

All I hear is lies.
They are burning in my brain.
Your words can not be true.
And this is my disdain.

How is it that I, am always here at fault.
When you are the one lying.
Do you even hear yourself anymore?
Are you even trying?

You don't really care do you?
All you seem to do is tear me bit by bit.
I can't handle this all...
I can't take your shit.

I thought I could manage.
And eventually get by.
But the more I look at my life,
I'm wondering why try?

You'll never stop lying.
It runs through your veins.
You're never be a true friend.
And this is my disdain.