Fair?

At this point,

I think I’m just done,

There’s nothing to be happy about,

Nothing fun,

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,

And talk,

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.

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