I cannot bear this
every second, every day
you putting me down
crushing me
lying, telling me off
making me believe
that i sick
until i really am
and i wait
for you to chase me when i run
catch me when i fall
hold me when i let go
to apologize
But you dont
you never have.
Do you love me?
talk is cheap
whatever you say
i have leaned not to believe
Im trying to hold on
trying not to break down again
but the tears are already rolling
im already reaching for the razor
Its too late.