A little more weak

Things may not have seemed right lately,

but I didn't see it coming.

Your attack, your approch,

I wasn't ready.

 

To act like I don't have feelings,

To treat me like I'm nobody.

To kill me with your words,

to deal with the wounds.

 

As if I'm already not strong,

you take the remaining strength I have.

Already unhappy with myself,

you made it even worse.

 

Your horrid words,

struck me hard.

Your rude actions,

made me weaker.