#78

I'm sick of this
I'm sick of us
I'm sick of the lies
That make me scream and cuss

You aren't there
You never were
You left me alone
Lost in my personal terror

So fuck you
Get away
You bastard, you bitch
I swear I'll make you pay

You thought it was a joke
You thought I wouldn't care
But laugh it up
Go ahead if you dare

'Cus I know something you do not
So stop your gloating and think
Begin to worry, let the panic rise
I will destroy you in a single blink

I'll teach you
Not to fuck with me
Do not doubt
This is my own personal glee

I hate you
And what you've done
This wasn't suppose to happen
My life was not suppose to come undone

I thought that what you felt was true
I thought you really cared
But now I see what was there all along
I saw it all, as I feared

So I'll gather myself
And turn and leave
Pushing the pain and anguish away
With one mighty heave

It's over
I'm gone
Will you miss me?
Not for long

But I am through
I'm all fed up
With nightly tears and cries
That have shut me up

But no longer will you look down on me
I'm standing tall
It's over, goodbye
I'm above it all

5/6/03