I don't know

I don't know what to do.
Don't know what to say.
I'm surprised at you.
You shocked me in the most unpleasant way.

I don't know what to do.
All I know to do is pray.
I can't handle this mess.
Can't handle this information.

I can't handle you.
I can't clean up your mess.
I can't fix you.
I can't help you.

What am I supposed to do?
What do you want me to do?
What do you want me to say?
That it's perfectly okay?

I can't say that.
I can't lie to you.
I won't lie to you.
It's not right.

Do you see what you've done?
See what's become of me?
See how I walk?
See how I don't talk?

It's because of you.
The mess that is me,
is all because of you.
I'm messed up.

You screwed me over.
All my life you screwed me over.
You prioritized.
You rationalized.

Trying to tell yourself it's alright.
Trying to say it was for me.
Say it was for us.
You lied, to me and yourself.

You haven't changed.
You're still the same.
You still lie and manipulate.
It's only right that you have my hate.

You never cared.
Don't lie to me, you never did.
You still don't.
And you never will, as long as I live.