Simon Says

If you were a blade,
you would peel back my skin.
But you're just a 'friend' with a knife --
No doubt, you stabbed it in.

Every chance you got,
and every way you could.
Stabbed it through my heart,
twisted your hand,
then waited for it to bend.

You made me feel alright,
you made me feel okay.
As soon as I let you in -
you threw it all away.

Thank you for pretending to care,
for saying you would "always" be there.
It means nothing now,
since you didn't care then.

You fucked it all up.
Now, I'm just broken.