To each his Own

What are lies but silent truths...what am i but a slave to you...too in love to turn back now...in this town we made a name for ourselves...we can't break up...and i can't deny you when you want to fuck...its just my luck...to find a man like you...so clingy when i try to leave...aggressive to make me stay...to endure your mind games...to be picked apart frame by frame

I'm afraid to...talk to you...tell you how i feel...question you...this victim role you play is so stressful to me...you take my energy...you take my courtesy as weakness...you yell words until i believe it...you give my hand a little squeeze...you hold me just a little too tight...you question what i do at night and i'd better get the answer right

You need me to change...stay in my lane...don't work...you'll handle money...as long as i don't complain...you need control to feel like a man...you don't like my tone...you don't like my dress...you want a woman who...cooks for you...in heels each day...irons your shirts and put the kids in bed...you want back rubs...you want head

Softly..you kiss me...now you want to act like you've missed me...with jewelry and treats...coffee...something to eat

Small gifts make me tolerate you...and i am melting into you...without any signs of affection...caressing...real attention...i find myself alone...waiting by the phone...erasing all my contacts...your my only friend...my only priority...your the one who owns me

When i see you...i just unbutton my blouse...suddenly you say you love me...what changed between then and now.. You call me a lazy disrespectful cow....then you say i'm beautiful...do you adore me cause i adore you...and confusion floods my mind...

I have a headache all the time...you never hit when you ball your fist...but i am watching...and i bite my lip...get nervous...look out the window and daydream...until you say look at me when i'm talking...i don't want to make you mad...if your sad then i'm sad

If people helped people...i wouldn't be like this...if i cry..my reward is a kiss...and i should be happy right....he spoils me...so whats wrong...why am i complaining...i don't need more then one friend...i'm not brainwashed for loving him...i am his and he is mine...i avoid the mirror all the time

I just lay there...lay there til i hear the phone...i can only let it ring twice or he won't be as nice...i can't get emotional when he's out too long...i can't get mad when he constantly texts...i just change the sheets and get in bed naked...

Until he wants me again.