Lie

What a lie

I know at least a small part of you would be glad if I die

Just so you could hate my existence

Without fear of my disturbance

Deep inside

You'd be glad for whatever got rid of me

Wouldn't you?

You're a tangle

In which now creates a mangle

In my peace

Lie

What a lie

Was the facade of your calmness

Your healing

Forever niceness and peace

Boy was I wrong

But you definitely made a bong

In my life

Your mask I saw is almost done peeling

Now I have a bad feeling

Sadness, scared, anger, weariness, could careless-ness congealing

Gallness?

You are not particularly bad

You are not particularly good

But your spite, now, makes my feelings congeal

And yes, both of our gallness

I wish now I relationship had not been real

I know that wish is mean

Let me tell you what I glean

Lie

What a lie

You said you'd rather be hurt

Than have me stay

In a delicious fray

Where I was unhappy

So I broke it off

After we let go I was curt

I guess it was a too far pushed cough

To your mental being

It drained by beyond all your sappy

I was not patient

For your wanting to hash,hash,

And hash again

Every detail of the during and after

Nor your apologizing for things

That are being just human

I was too curt

Did not have enough patience

And although I said nothings

I thought mean

I had no empathy

Instead I had empathy

Which isn't enough

He's one type

And I'm another

We weren't a match

Tough

Although it was pulled back and forth, worn got the tether

You've taught me a lot.

Whenever I've hurt you,

It was never on purpose

Lie

What a lie

If you think it was

If you call me a bitch

If you say you don't care

I wish the last part was not a lie

Because that's part of the glitch

Lie

What a lie

If you pretend not to hate

Your wrath is a bear

It intimidates

You've caused me a strong moment

My most cowardly ones also

More than two

Of each

And I so meant

I do not plan to let you call, so

Boohoo

Poor you

You don't get to make me feel so much less than peach

Anymore

I've opened the door

For you to forget my existence

I wish to forget your's

You changed

Either you wish we were dating

Despite my wish's being different persistence

Or you wish to send my emotions to the reluctant whores'

House

I know

Cupid pulled the wrong bow

It's aim was louse

I think we both can agree

Lie

What a lie

Did I tell myself

Should have heeded the warnings

I was too nice to see

Didn't want to put you on the shelf

But I am no longer in mourning

For yourself

For my mistakes

I can only do my best

I am now wakes

Done beating myself up

Or letting you pour that cup

What about your mistakes?

Doubt you are going to say, "Sup,

I was mean and made my wrongs."

Definitely not going to let you make bongs

In my brain

Lie

What a lie

If I claim I don't disdain

You now

We are done

The lady says let me tell you son

Forgive and forget is the path to plow

I don't anything from you fain

Except for you to bother me now none.