I don't want to feel
Insignificant anymore,
I don't want to go back To
How we were before.
I don't want you to make me feel
Like I am a low excuse for a human being,
Sometimes you make me feel as though
I am not even worth this air I'm breathing.
I don't know how you do it -
Degrade me so much that it hurts,
You can hit me all you like,
But nothing hurts more than your words.
The bruises will fade away with time,
But every minute you yell at me will stay,
I won't forget that I am not worthy of anybody,
Or how you think I should just leave this world, Go away.
I don't need how you tell me
That I am pathetically useless,
Am I really no good in this world?
Is fighting for my life helpless?
I just don't want to be mocked,
Or made to feel minuscule,
But if you consider the source,
It's kind of pitiful;
What Have you done in your life
That gives you the right to break me like this?
I would never tell you, But if you were do die,
You'd be the last thing anyone would miss.