I wish I could hate you

After being played with time and time again, I'm over it but I can't seem to be over you...

So I'm working out like a fool trying to be all cool just so I can be the perfect girl that you actually care to do.
You treat me like someone else, you've grown bored and tired , leaving just like the rest.
You get what you want and even though I try my best I must confess I feel like I've been used all along.
Being abused by lies you try cover up and keep hidden inside, but what you should know I've been down this road before and it's quite the same every step down this pathway of the anti yellow road.
Sometimes I wish you could see how much trust I really release but things go both ways , trust is like a game and once you've ruined it once it makes it seem like every truth is a lie hiding around the edges of your lips.
But take your choice treat me like rubbish , lie to me, give me reasons to over think because slowly it's bottling up in side and soon I might just not give a s**t about any guy ,now what does that make you think .
You proceed down these road moods change fast like a tick in your brain playing a ping pong game, to bad there ain't no alcohol cause maybe then the drunk thoughts would help you realize your true desire and not keep your thoughts under control.
Beaten and tortured my mind feels restrained , don't think you have control over me you gave that all away when you let me go .
Feelings come and go round and round but I'm sorry I'm off this ridiculous merry-go-round.
You may always want me as a friend but no matter what the past will still remain the same .
Hide it with smiles and laughs , comfort it with apologies trained by the lips proceeded with the teeth .
But yes no matter what there will always be a place in my brain that'll think of you .
Like poison dripping from your lips I sucked it like I was dehydrated .
Dont believe in love because it finds no potential in those who dont accept it , you had the choice the options but seriously I'm not some lost dog that needs an owner I can stand on my own , from time to time i may need help out of my head and onto my feet but I'm not some girl in distress im just someone whose stuck in her head .

Author's Note

Ignore grammar problems