I feel bitter.
You are hurting me again. 
I wish we could take it all back
Love me or leave me.
You mock my dreams
my lucid ideas.
I want you.
You ignore me.
Tonight you push me 
away.
I open up to you so easily.
Be myself?
I am.
I am not who I used to be.
You look at me 
as if I am 
a stranger.
You think you can hold me,
then mold me
into what I was
or 
what you wish.
Kiss me.
Then pay me.
I am a sucker for love.
Not your wishes.