At this point,
I think I’m just done,
There’s nothing to be happy about,
I hope you know it’s your fault,
I hope you know you’ve done this to me,
I only wanted to be free,
I can’t escape it,
My heart that was once so full,
Is just an empty pit,
I blame you,
And everything you do,
From the way you walk,
From the way you make the best jokes,
I’m starting to think I should
Just say goodbye,
But it’s just so hard,
Because I care about you,
I’m such a fool,
Why couldn’t I of seen
That you are such a jerk,
Why couldn’t of someone warned me?
That you would be my destruction,
Did nobody care?
Or did everyone think this was fair?
Author Notes: Was the last line a good stopping point? Sorry about all the depressing stories lately, I'll try to write some happy ones.