I deserve better.
I want more then this.

I'm not your long distance
sex toy that you can
break down and build up
according to your whims.

But I won't ask you
to be nicer.
I'll sit back, smile and
wave to all the people
watching.

No one needs to know
how I feel like dying
when you're angry with me.

Pathetic, I know.
But let's focus on the positives;
like a high pain tolerance
or my inability to stay mad at
the ones who make me cry.

Who cares if I deserve better?
Who cares what I want?

I'll live through anything.