Sometimes it is so overwhelming
Sometimes I simply can't take it
It feels as if you enjoy this
I wonder if it is your whole intent

Do you like to make me wonder?
To doubt each move we make?
The things you speak ring false in my ears
A bittersweet nothingness, remains

Tears pour down my face
As I hold my head up high
I try to remember the truth
But I no longer know what that is

I hope you're happy in knowing
You've instilled such persistent doubt
Inside the one thing you "love"
So much that now I'm broken

Because it can never be the same
Though, that seems to have been your plan
You're enjoying all my pain
That's what resounds in my head

The End

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