Not Giving In

People told me that you should not be messing
Up my mind or fucking it up so bad that I cannot
See straight. Maybe this is what they call a blessing
In disguise. I need more than a sip and a small shot
Of alcohol to forget and numb the feelings running
Through my system. Most of all, I just want to forget
Everything about you because you are cunning
And manipulative. Maybe I do not have any regret,
But I know that I have given you too many chances
When other people disapprove of you. Forget mind
Games and every single lie. These slow dances
Do not mean anything. I can no longer be blind
To what you continue to do to me, so screw you
And these ways you draw me back in every time
You come back. Darling, maybe I finally outgrew
You and this “relationship.” It is our prime
That has long passed. Maybe this has taught me
To stand firm. From your lips I will ignore every plea.