life is not a poem

Breaking through the glass
hoping that you were just the past 
im sick of always feeling this way
Of trying to be same
But im not so keep on hating 
acting this way
now that we're over i can finally feel sain
So this is the way it has to be
You fucked up your life and tried to bring me down
So who looks stupid now
sitting outside my door don't act like its my fault
you did it to yourself
When all I ask for was one thing
That To be true to yourself
Can't you see
Im not that evil man look in the mirror
I don't have the blood splatter dripping from my fingers
I am not the distraught person you see
Im just that one lost soul looking to be free