Why can’t you see,
the pain you put me through?
The lies, torture, dedeit.
You constantly do these things to me.
You may not realize it, but you do them constantly.
You say you have some things to do,
and I am just a fool.
You ignore my love and take advantage of it.
You say you’ll spend time with me,
when really you just want a laugh.
I know I should leave, stop loving you and find another.
But I can’t.
I can’t stop loving you,
it hurts more to stay away from you than to be with you.
Maybe I really am a fool.
An idiot, dobe, moron.
perhaps everyone else is what they say I am.
Because no one understands this crying heart of mine.