rage

What was I supposed to do? Honestly im begging you to tell me. When i stood there crushed by a mere three words, what was i supposed to do? You make me become something i've never wanted to be. With less then a slip of the tongue you provoked this side of me. It's not that i want you unhappy, its just that your dreams, your future, i'd laugh if they were crushed. If they were wiped out with a careless hand, swatted down with lazy fingers.