You know who you are

You came out of desperation to meet me

Now out of desperation I beg you

Please stop the lies, The lies that

Originate from your broken heart.

Yes, I left you,

But your ego doesn’t need rude stories

To support you.

If your intentions were to bother me,

You have achieved your despicable goal.

I’ve heard the rumours your black soul takes nourishment from

And you have made me a broken play thing,

Forever lost to your friends for entertainment.

But how do you sleep at night knowing

That your lies can unravel at any point of time

With just the click of my tongue?

“How are you?”

Ask me questions like “How are you?”

And watch me lie.

“I’m fine,” I lie over and over again,

Plastered with a remorseless smile.

My insides tremble, begging me to let out what I’ve been keeping in for years,

But no one cares.

And no one asks with the true intention to listen,

To listen to my sorrows,

Because my woes are merely a phase,

A phase that lasts a lifetime and a half.