punching bag

written for a guy who hurts me constantly

you insult me and
expect me to
jump up again,unscathed
as if im your punching bag

the 1 you use
for your amusement,
you make it yr job
to make me feel tiny insyd,
though you always insist otherwise

it used to be a joke,
but now its long past funny
now its just mean,
hateful,
demeaning

i alwys laugh,im that kinda girl
but its not real anymore
its just masking the way i feel
bout you

life used to be fun,
but this is weighing me down
making my whole life revolve around
what
YOU
think!!

ironic,isnt it?
wel you made it this way
so dont go blaming me
for the laughs you had
for the laughs you thaught i had
but i didnt

it used to be different,
we used to be good friends
even though i still call you
'my friend'
i doubt very much
that its actually true

or maybe youre playing a game aswell,
a game way too similar
to me...
masking your feelings?
well you have a very horrible mask
if you are!

so why dont you take off that mask,
and ill take off mine?
coz hey,that would stop me thinking like this!

gosh,you heffer,stop hurting me!
so run forest run,i might have a gun!
you never know WHO youre messing with!

i kow this is true,coz ive seen,ive felt,
and damn,you hit HARD!
but next time you do it
just remember
that THIS punching bag
has memory foam!