I Was Raised To Hate Life

She doesn't truly love you like I do. You only like her because you made bruises on her neck and her hips were worthwhile. You like her because she makes you feel complete but I know you deserve better.

I wanted you.

She liked you because you gave her life by scratching some colour into her skin. You like the way she kisses you. She likes how your her arm candy and you make her feel s a f e.

She's not afraid. She only cares when you're not around. She can't even find the words to explain who you are to her and what you really mean. Maybe she's your Mrs. Right but I can see right through her. Trust me, I know. I've done this before.

Don't you worry. I've got you. I know how you feel. I know what would happen. I can't tell you to stop loving somebody but just remember, Is it lust or love?