My true colors about the deceit of one I used to love

But she didn't give a s**t now did she...

Drench me,

with the thickest

coat of glass

so my body would shatter

 

But Drench

My heart In a coat of iron

So that when you break me

You'll be disapointed

 

What soft bowels

with a hard mind

and a deceiving fate

you guide me...

 

and you leave only

with  "I'm sorry"

But I won't bother you

You won't bother me...

 

And I told you

you never listened

I loved you

and you never cared

 

And you used me

Like a toy

And I followed

Like a dog

 

Now I am a castaway

and your acrid toxins

have led to others

and fury is dormant in my heart

 

And I am waiting...

Until the day you finally feel used

then you'll see

how much you disgust me...

 

(love to you, is a tool by which you use as leverage, of course you say I love you like its a form of greeting, and it sickens me)

 

 

 

Author's Note

I hope people agree on the writing for those of you who loved a backstabber