Dream A Dream

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You're so vain
Your so selfish
When I think about you
My heart melts.

Not in the way you bring me joy
Not in the way you sweep me off my feet
Not in the way you make me swoon.

In the way that when you speak to me
I feel my heart drop to me feet.

PTSD, trauma, sleep disorders, anxiety and abuse
Are all the things I've been through
But every time I mention it
It's some how better
Then you're little erection
That doesnt get any bigger.

I can't wait for the day I can leave this place
I'll laugh and smile right in your face.

You brought my pain, tears, and bruises
I can't stand the thought of you.

Yet I lay in my bed, right next to you

I say I love you

I kiss you

I laugh at your jokes.

Why do you have to make me feel this way?
You fucking hoax

~ falling down