You tell me you love me but I don't believe it
And tho I might feel it
I'm not over being defeated
Mistreated forgotten until abused
Or needed discarded
after being used
And tho I strapped up my boots my
Ego is bruised and it might not seem like it
But im still confused not knowing
What I did or said
Or put on maybe something I was
Wearing constitute those harsh treatment
Stopping my imagination from seeing and accepting I love yous
While I struggled to love my self
Knowing theirs apart of me so many see unworthy
I've said I love you to those same individuals seeing me to be the enemy
And tho a cheek was turned
Be sure a lesson was learned
I just hope it was the one that God intended
Bridges where burned yet some
Im steadily mending
Demand the love that was not given
Forgetting it's not needed
Pretending the cuts don't need healing
Speaking without breathing
Hungry without eating
Still smiling tho grieving
What a world I've lived in
