To your vociferating, I try to be numb.

How could I be so dumb?

Again and again, I fell for your lies.

For me, the only thing in your heart was despise.

Recycled and used,

My heart is bruised.

Because I was abused

By the person I loved way too much.

I still attempt to clutch

The thing that has hurt me.

When will I ever be free?