You used to make me smile,

but now I think of you and scream.

Things were good for a while,

I was living in a dream.

Now you haunt me,

and I don't know how to make it stop.

I wish that you'd leave me be,

and go back to thinking that you're on top.

I wish that you would get out of my head,

I wish that you were never there in the first place.

You make me feel brain dead

because all I manage to see is your face.

I don't need your pity,

I'm sick of you saying how bad my life is.

I honestly don't care about what you think of me,

stop intervening, mind your own business.

With you, I used to feel electric,

but the battery died a long time ago.

We should've realized that we were problematic,

how we missed that, I guess we'll never know.

I'm sorry that I couldn't be enough for you,

but it's too late, there's nothing else that we can do.

C.V.

a/n: sorry it took me so long to update. I'm lacking inspiration right now.