knowing that you look at me and see nothing but evil� hurts
especially when i think of the times i have done well for you
you told me there was nothing good in me
that i am not capable of being good
And even if i was
it would take forever for me to see it
**hearing the voices of childhoods past**
an abomination
a bitch
a harlot
an evildoer
loyal only until something better comes along�
selfish
liar
all that i am to you
proof
that you know almost nothing of who i am
unwilling to see my goodness
and that makes me ache more than death
"but those weren't my words!"
maybe not all of them
but that is what i heard
these are the times i ask myself why i love you
tonight i don�t know the answer
i just simply do
maybe i'm a fool
x