People can be cruel awful monsters. Realizing that some people will never stray from that sickens me, tho it is true.
In the time that has passed
I believed that you would change
But I’ll be first to confess
That you remained the same
Willing to do whatever
Willing to hurt the one you “love”
In order to pleasure yourself
I will not get into that again
I can avoid the situation
Even if it means ignoring you
I can’t hurt myself
At that I’m an expert
I will not for you
Because honestly I’ve come to hate you
Your terrible for the things you do
I am not a toy
I refuse to be used
Since I can’t use you
Cause I’ve had it before
And I do not want that anymore
Or the pain you inflict
I can get what you give elsewhere
I refuse to be your whore
Like I said I can get that elsewhere
And frankly at least there he’s not taken
I don’t want you
I’m worth more
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