I'm not the one to be mad without reason.
I'm not the one to change like a season. I change according to how I've been treated. Because you're never really there when you're truly needed. You stick up for a liar, then get mad at me. For being honest and telling how it's gonna be. Don't threaten me because it doesn't affect me. My dislike for you is now absolute and always will be.
I'm not the one to put myself through bullshit with the "oh you'll change," belief. I'll give unnecessary chances, but I'll stop to find relief. Because my forgiveness has been taken for granted, people see me as weak. So now when you see me, I'll come off as quite bleak. Cold as Sir Frost, but burning inside. Because you've shown that my true feelings are something to hide. To you I'll be blank, you'll take that wrong too. You're never satisfied anyway, so that's all there is to do.
I'm not the one to make you happy, if you're unwilling to create happiness for me. Because there's always a storm that you'll never see. There's no calm in the center, it's even worse there. The outcome won't have a dramatic flare. This storm will rage, then it will end. Out comes a new person, with no one to depend.
