Blame
I can hear you ask why,
And I say because of you.
I know you can't hear me,
But I wish you could know what's true.
I lie hear because,
My heart is broken and bruised.
Because all of my life,
I had only just been played and used.
Now I feel your tears,
Fall upon my skin.
Even though you hurt me,
Time and time again.
Stressful as it was,
the depression just grew strong.
I could take it no more,
So, there, now I'm gone.
I got tired of your lies,
Got tired of the pain.
So when you ask why,
It was you who is to blame.