i suppose
the only thing i'm wondering is,
why you?
you do so much good,
yet cause so much harm,
why did it have to be you
who hurts me like this?
i feel trapped in your arms,
yet i owe it to you to stay.
and i can't say anything,
so i just watch the days slip away.
i suppose
i'm only a
toy for you to set aside
or pick up and play with
whenever you want.
i'm sorry for considering
wanting to be treated like a person.
i understand now,
that i am just a form of entertainment.
push me aside,
walk away,
come back,
to find me still there, waiting for your arrival.
how could i ever
let you go?
call me insane,
but your love feels like a vice.
proclaim your admiration
and guilt me into staying.
how could i ever
let you go?
you love me,
of course you love me,
you say it a hundred times a day
how could it possibly be false?
oh, my darling.
one day you must learn
that words mean nothing
when your actions go against them.
i suppose
the only thing i'm wondering is,
how much could you possibly love me?
when you
push me aside,
walk away,
come back,
to find me still there, waiting for your arrival?
how much could you possibly love me?
but how could i ever
let you go?