I guess that’s what you should’ve done,
completely worthless to you.
Or some hateful bitch.
Somedays you make me feel like I can’t do anything right.
Today was one of those days,
and even now I’m trying not to cry,
but it’s no use,
because I know when I lay my head on that pillow that I’ll shed a tear because of you,
and you know what?
I don’t want to.
You hurt me and you don’t even know it,
if you do you sure as hell don’t care.
So just forget about me,
I’ll disappear like I’ve always done,
and you won’t miss me,
because you don’t care.