Thursday, March 10, 2011

It doesn't get better.

Lie to me.
Step all over me.
Deceive me.
Fuck me.
Laugh at me.
Love me.
Hurt me.
Break me.
Take every pure thought I ever had and screw the fuck around with it.
Kill my hope,
and diminish my joy.
Play me till the end.

Then leave,
and then forget me.
Ignore me.

But see, I will never forget, even if I tried.
And when the next person comes along, I will tell myself that I'm numb to all this fucking shit, but no, really I'm not, because it hurts even more knowing that there's one more person in the world that is just the same.