Why

I'm making myself sick again

swallowing my emotions and burying my appetite

whatever it takes to digest the situation.

I'm taking your words to heart this time;

I don't know you at all,

maybe I never did,

and I know that's not exactly what you said,

but that is what your words really meant.

If I am to take them as true,

that is the conclusion.

So the nausea sets in, mixes itself with the confusion,

creates the dizzying effect of why

why claim I'm important still,

why play pretend when you just said you've been lying

all

this

time?