I am sick
Sick of expectations
Sick of being misunderstood
I will shove your sorries down your throat
Choke like I do on my grief
I am tired of speaking
You don't listen
I'm tired of being ignored
Aren't I allowed to want
You will question
You will cry
Suck it up you're the reason why
I can only handle so much disrespect
I want to say you'll regret it's but even I
Know it's a lie
Your harshness
I'd sooner die
