Manipulation

Manipulative control freak
trying to come off strong
but in my eyes, you are weak
and here we stand...that same song.

Harsh words taking a blow
Life dealing me a false card
Breaking my already fragmented soul
into millions of tiny shards.

Trying to be strong, stand tall
Confidence taken a beating
Standing on my own, fighting not to fall
Still praying for some new meaning.

The depression I poorly disguise
is reflected in your vacant eyes.