# 203

you'll only be contented
when i am left with fucking no pride.
what am i trying to make you see?
you're not even the same person anymore.

the words you say, the points you fight
i listen and compromise - because of them
because you are still important enough.
i don't need you to hear mine
since its alll bullshit if you cannot be bothered

but are you really high and mighty now
that even when i make a bloody effort to talk nicely
while you are shouting incessantly at me
you are too self-absorbed to notice?

you think its easy right, dialing the fucking phone
million times just to get through to you
not wanting the night to end on a bad note.
i take the shit regardless your fault or mine
keep mostly quiet till there's a need to voice some feelings
then you whip a knife and point it at my throat.

why why why why why, have i forgotten to cherish myself.

the picture is increasingly blurry.
my mind teaches me not to,
but i bang straight ahead and defy.
fuck you for once giving me a love to remember.