I've been abandoned
Perching on my tongue
Are bitter words

I haven't had a chance to say.


You are guilty of abandonment
Of leaving me in the cold
Your use
Is so much more important
Your disease
Is so much more important

I consule my thoughts, my aching soul
My rejected heart
That you're using again
I consule my ego with thoughts of you abusing substances
Instead of thoughts that I wasn't good enough

Pretty enough.

Selfishly it makes me feel better
Thinking of you being dirty again
Rather than you leaving me
Because I'm ugly.