You asked me to
Leave our home
And I didn't feel
A thing, I only
Punched the shower
Door out of habit
Made the plastic shards
Explode through the bathroom
Because you shit on me
But inside I don't feel
Any of the anger or hate
Or sadness I should
And that's fine with me
A tear escaped my eye
As we talked but I
Wasn't sad, it was
Just a reflex to our
Emotional mood of talk
You said I should work
On my depression and
You gave up on me
After only a week
I thought you loved
Me, you say that you
Do, but I don't
Believe a word you
Say anymore because
You lie to me
And this is the second
Time around

10/09/2001

Posted on 10/09/2001
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