You thought you could turn them against me
you wanted me for yourself
you tried and failed and now you’ll have a world against you
your games caused you to lose the best things you had
I hope your prepared to reap what you sow
Isn’t that what you told me
You tried to manipulate the master manipulator
you can’t win against me… nobody ever has.
Nobody can hurt me more than I’ve hurt myself
I Can thank the pain of the past for making me numb to the pain of the new world
Welcome to the mind of BPD
The mind of me
You hurt me I hurt myself
Thank the lack of what I needed
For my own mental beating
Some days I’m volatile
Some days I’m vulnerable
But I am never weak enough to allow
A repeat of what was before
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