To your vociferating, I try to be numb.
How could I be so dumb?
Again and again, I fell for your lies.
For me, the only thing in your heart was despise.
Recycled and used,
My heart is bruised.
Because I was abused
By the person I loved way too much.
I still attempt to clutch
The thing that has hurt me.
When will I ever be free?