What did I do to deserve this?
Was it my support for you,
My worrying?
I wanted to be your friend.
I've been your friend.
What did I do to you.
I was there when you needed me.
I stayed when all else left.
But I guess that wasn't enough.
Nothing's enough for you.
What did you do to me.
You put me through hell.
If something bad happens
It's my fault.
If something doesn't go your way,
I'm in your way.
What do I do?
I stay.
I listen.
What do you do?
Scream.
Blame.
Control.
I'm fed up.
But I can't do a thing.
No matter what,
I always forgive you.
Even when you don't deserve it.
You mean something to me.
I mean Nothing to you.
It tears me up.
All you have left of me is scraps.
I don't feel real.
Like I'm already dead.
But you sit their.
Being Queen.
You don't think I know what you say.
I can hear you.
Your glad I'm gone.
I wish I could just leave you,
But I need you.
I need you to be safe,
to be whole.
If you read this,
You wouldn't think it was you.
You never do anything to hurt anyone.
But then again maybe you will.
It's always about you.
Isn't it?
You may not know this,
What you do,
HURTS.
I don't want to leave,
but if you act like this
I'll have to.
I can't have you kill me.
So if this is it,
Goodbye.
Posted by blog/anonymous_91
at 2:45 PM
Updated: Tuesday, 30 January 2007 3:53 PM
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Updated: Tuesday, 30 January 2007 3:53 PM
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