Look At Me

Im crying.
Im right if front of you. Plain as can be.
Why can't you see me?
You defend him. You say he is "trying."
I don't care.
He hurt me.
You hurt me.
I tried to say nothing.
I tried to move on, but its been too long.
Every single time I say no you laugh it off and turn it into a yes.
You never stop.
You say you love me as you are stabbing me, telling me that you are trying to save me.