Melancholy.

I sit here with a beer in my hand and my company is music.
You sit out there, talking to the person I refuse to let enter our lives once again.
Feeling melancholy and angry, a bad fusion
A lot of things swirl around like a hurricane around my head.

I can't stand any longer how you can talk to her like she's a stranger.
All this has caused nothing but problems and danger.
You expect me to accept it, well I have kept my words
But on the inside I scream and yell at you, extremely burst.

I drown myself in this alcohol because of you and this situation that hurts me deeply,
You think this doesn't phase me, well it's caused most of my absences weekly.
All I want to do is go somewhere by myself while you do your thing with her since you seem so interested,
I look for another soul but no one seems to pick up on my needs.

I sit here with this pain in my heart, not even expecting to get hurt anymore.
All my life has been disappointment from things that I have no control over.
It's always been like that which is why I have kept to myself and which is why I don't make friends or even talk to anyone.

You can enjoy your time with her all you want one day. Don't be surprise if I leave you.
I have my reasons and I haven't decided to leave you yet because I'm not strong enough to and it will destroy me in the process and at the denouement.