For the longest time, the bigger person was always me,

And always forgiving people and never being able to see.

How they always took me for granted,

And I would always feed right into the seed that they planted.

Of me giving them every piece of me that I can,

And never having any aspect of our relationship going according to plan.

Because once they get what they want, they never choose to stay,

And I am left to try and find the strength to make it through another day.

After falling victim to all of their lies and games,

And having to sit there and once again pull myself out of that pain.

Because I always get too excited, I always get too attached,

And I am leaving the relationship with bruises and scars while they are walking away with 

nothing more than just a scratch.  

Because I gave them a piece of me that I will never get back,

And with every day that passes, it seems like the love that I have is starting to lack.

For far too long, you have always been the person to come back from anything,

And you could overcome anything, despite the fear and trauma it may bring.

But it seems like with every beat down, it is not as easy to pull through,

And sometimes it feels like you have done it all, and there is nothing else left for you to do.

Because you have learned time and time before that you are the only person you can rely on,

And the hope and faith that you have in others seems to be completely gone.

People make promises that they never seem to keep,

And for far too long, you have been losing sleep.

Over people who could not any less,

And left you in pieces to only clean up their mess.

And just like that, you have to pretend that you are okay,

When the truth is you are barely making it through another day.