Hopeless State Of Mind

Fool.

I have only felt love a few times,
It seems.

I'm unsure of how to know
If someone Means it when they
Say they love me,

How can I tell if their words
Are truly a reflection
Of how they feel about me?

When every move I make is wrong,

When i have been degraded
And torn down into
Almost nothing,

When i thought i would
Never love again,

Because nobody else was the fierce love i Clinged to for months,

I've fought too long to love another,

He didn't mean it he was fucked up,

Or

He didn't mean it, I was fucked up.

He isn't wrong.

He's gotta still love me.

But he leaves.

When I can't pick myself
Up off the floor,
Because it hurts so much,

He lowers his hand to me, 

And points and laughs at
How weak I am.

He takes my heart
And he runs,

It's half his.