you say that you love me 

and then you turn around 

and slap me.

you say you can

keep a secret 

and then you turn around

and tell someone and 

laugh at me.

you say you do it 

because you care but

its not true

you do it because 

you love being evil.

you always take

away the things

i really love

becasuse you love to

see me cry and sad

someday this is all 

going to come back to 

you and you will feel 

so bad for the stuff you 

put me through that you

feel the pain i felt

and i will be okay 

but i will try to help

you because i dont want to 

be like you i dont want to 

be evil

i just want to be me