tired in Riverdale

Tired of being blamed
I’m not you’re punching bag
I breathe I can fight back
I’m here
I can take it all in
But that doesn’t mean I want to take it all in
Doesn’t mean it doesn’t hurt
Just because you don’t see me cry
Doesn’t mean that Inside I haven’t died
With all your cruel twisted half truths and lies
You have no idea what I’ve been through
You’ve heard what I went through but you haven’t truely tried to understand
Broken my trust
What’s left there to lust?
Fucking bullshit and abuse
Is not an absolute must.
I deserve better
I desrrve something you withhold
So I guess I have to move forward
As hard as it is
Why you have to be the only fucking one left?
Just one last person who detests me?
Why I have no fucking clue
Why because I’m not like you?
Miserable and ungreatful and under delusional beliefs
I’m more delusional than you?
I have no clue how that can be true.
No clue
No clue
You lie to me about things that I knoe aren’t true
I’m kind of bewildered by you.