Take whats left of me.
You see me as a girl that you can please.
I became that girl once again.
Getting her head stepped on by men.
Men, who don’t know what they want so they play.
With my heart like a tether ball.
Going round and round where there is nothing left at all.
I get bruised all the time.
Wishing whatever he did was a lie.
The potential truth comes out of their mouths may be the truth.
The grey clouds hover over me like no other.
I camouflage my tears with the rain.
Don’t want people to see me cry in vein.
Truth is, I cannot take the pain.
Holding back the tears telling myself I am fine.
Truth is, you were never mine.