As You Lay Me Down

As I lay me down to sleep,
I find I can't and simply weep.
You told me what you thought of me,
and Lied.

Ugly, repulsive,whatever you say.
I can't help but be this way.
I heard what you thought of me,
and cried.

You call me this,
You call me that.
All it takes, is one last scratch.
And I'll be gone.
Forever if you like...