You Don’t Know Me.

You don’t know that every time I see you,
I want to kill you.
That when you’re sleeping,
I wish my fingers could curl around your neck
Just a little too tight.

You don’t know that I’m not the same
As I was last night,
Or last week,
Or last month,
Or last year.
Because you broke me down.
And you forced me to change
Into something I’m not.
You don’t know that every time I see you,
I wish you could take me away.
That I don’t want to be here anymore,
But not that you can do anything to save me.

You don’t know what it’s like,
Trying to live day by day,
With the fear that I’m supposed to eat.
Because you’re there on your high horse,
Thinking everything is sunshine and happiness.
You don’t know that every time I see you,
I envy you because you’re free.
You aren’t stuck here,
Trying to live day by day.
You aren’t suffocating in your self-loathing;
Because you’re on your way up.

You don’t really know what it’s like,
To live here, in fear
Day by day.
Because you left me and you never came back,
Because you ran, just like all the others.
You don’t know that every time I see you,
I wish I could just tell you to fuck off.
Because you’re not helping me in any way.
At first I thought you were.
But I’ve learned now that you’re no better
Than the others.

You don’t know the person I really am,
Because you don’t care.
You want me to be something I’m not,
So I dance around like a marionette for you.
Because, God, I’m trying to make everyone happy,
Everyone except myself.
You don’t know that every time I see you,
I wish I could just run away with you.
That you can just take me away from this hell,
To forget everything that’s happened to me.
Because your promises are so alluring,
And I can’t help myself.

You don’t know that you’ve saved me.
The countless time I’ve turned to you,
And you have yet to fail me.
Because that’s your job, to be there for me.
But this time is different,
Because I cannot be saved anymore.
See, you don’t know me.
None of you do.
You will wish that you did,
When all is said and done.
Because you’ll realize in the end,
That this could be on you, not me.

You don’t know me,
The person who sits in front of you now.
You don’t know that I hate you,
Because you said you would always be there
When I needed you most.
Well, I need you now and you’re not here.

You don’t know me,
Because I am an illusionist with my emotions.
I can make you see something,
Something that isn’t really there.
I can trick you into believing me,
When all I can do is lie.
You see, you can’t believe without a lie.

You don’t really know me,
You don’t what I feel.
I feel like I’m not worth it anymore.
I feel like I could just disappear
And you wouldn’t care.
Because you’re only worried about you.

You don’t know me.
You don’t know what I’m about to do.
Because you refuse to see me as I am.
And what I am, is not happy.
You only see what you want to see,
And that is someone who isn’t what you want.
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