I've dried the tears I've cried,
Now that your not by my side,
I've got nothing left to hide,
even though I've lost my pride.
I thought we had it all, you were the one,
all the lies that you had spun,
all the damage you have done,
Now your the piece of scum.
Life is just a game, that you would always win,
I want to tell you how much I hate you but where do I begin?
I was a walking punch bag- you would punch in,
The next morning a bruise apon my skin.
But I wish that you could see how much you mean to me...
