My white walls grow higher each day

Stark and cold, tall and thick

They’re like a well around me

I can see the exit, the burning brightness of the other side

But the walls are much too high to climb out by now,

I can see the shadows of people,

Some look down, some just walk by

And pretend that everything’s okay,

Pretend I’m not in so deep

Not so over my head,

Some of them even attempt to reach down,

And help me out,

But they can’t quite reach, an eventually

They give up, and just pretend the walls aren’t there

But no one’s ever tried the door.

I hate you
I hate the way you’ve forgotten me
I hate the way you smile
I hate the way you’re pushing me away
I hate how you’ve replaced me
I hate how you treat me
I hate what she’s done to you
I hate the words that come from your mouth
I hate how you don’t hate her
I hate how you don’t understand
I hate who you’ve become
I hate how you’ll never know
how much
I really hate you...

I fight your wars
as you slam your doors in my face
your pushing my buttons
i'm such a fool.
you treat me like dirt
like i only exist for your benefit
i'm tired of you.
i'm done with you
just please
go.
how do you hang up on someone who needs you that bad?

to feel guilt
you've obviously done some that your concious feels
guilt worthy
why push the posion in
own up to your actions
pushing something away
doesn't get rid of it
it just removes it from sight.

when we live such 'fragile' lives
filled with lies
secrets are the only way some survive
but a secret eats at your mind
your heart
your soul
until you go mad
why bother keeping something
when it'll hurt you more to keep it
then it would to tell someone.

You,
you don’t understand
you don’t know
I’ve given you up for four years now
just because of her
wanting you, not wanting you
she’s got you wrapped around her finger,
always has, always will
you
wanting her, wanting me
you’ll never know what’s going on
‘cause I’ll never tell you
I don’t want to upset you
make things awkward
or lose you as my best friend
so I’ll just sit here
writing things too you
things you’ll never read
not that it would make a difference
it’s your choice
one word and I’m yours
but, nothing in this world could change your mind

You've taken everything from me
the best years of my life
are now yours
but you just cast them aside like an ugly christmas sweater
you're awful to me
i wish it was anyone else but you
and  i can't even begin to fathom what i see in you
i hate you so much
so why does this hurt so much?
like the sweater you pulled a string
and everything comes apart
piece by piece
strand by strand
I've unraveled