You see,

trusting me was your

first mistake.

Don't ever trust one

who doesn't 

trust

enough to trust

you.

It goes both ways.

You slice my wrist

I slice yours--

it's the return of a favor.

How can you love one who

does not see you

does not want

to see you

sees only lip leaking lies

and eyes lacking love

who sees tongue twisted troubles

and swollen stung struggles--

you're all the same.

How can you

love me

when I cannot

love you back,

How can you

trust when

there's no

trust coming back,

You see,

trusting me was your

own mistake.