She says: “I love you I want you to know you mean the world to me”
When in actuality all you do is ignore me
I’m only thought about when Facebook is ready for another scrapbook marking another bragging event
Truly this may not be your intent but at this point it’s hard to distinct from the two
You know reality and actuality are all in one for you
Nourishing and abiding to all her needs and discarding the ones that don’t keep me alive
I’m screaming for more but I always am sold short and given the bare minimum
I’m loved and appreciated at your discretion
I don’t want to fill the perfectionist role for love and attention that should be given regardless
It’s eating me up inside knowing each tear shed holds stress that still clings to me
I’m tired and depressed but you refuse to acknowledge that because you gave me everything you thought I wanted and NEEDED RIGHT?!?........WRONG
My smile is a mask covering the ugly truth...... my unhappiness
And the sad thing is, even today you still have yet to recognize it