He wanted psycho bitch, but all I have left is Hello Kitty

He asked me  
to shove my non-existent anger  
through his vulnerability  
and make him bleed  
 
And I wanted to  
I wanted to be the monster  
he used to love  
but I'm not that vindictive anymore  
hurting hurt people doesn't  
give me the same rush  
it used to  
I don't need to carve my pain  
into his skin to know  
I'm branded there  
 
So I offered him sarcasm instead  
 
He was expecting whips and chains  
unleashed from the end of my tongue  
but ended up with Avril Lavigne  
in her pop princess era  
which didn't make him cry  
but did make him laugh  
and hell, I want to believe  
it was almost as good  
 
I'm trying to break the cycle  
of hurt people hurting people  
and some days I fail  
so fucking spectacularly  
it's like watching a horror movie  
but I'm trying to be better  
and I started with him  
 
-Eve-