I do everything for you,
And this is how you repay me,
I try standing up for you,
And this is how you betray me,
I take all the pain for you,
And this is how treat me,
I support you,
And this is how you push me around.

I'm sick and tired of taking all your crap,
I'm sick of it,
I'm sick of how you managed to be-little me,
I'm sick of how you twist my words to use it as your defence,

You're only going to be furious when you read this poem,
Nothing more,
But I hope when time slowly consumes me,
And when I'm no longer here,
You'll read this and have a different feeling,
Other than fury,