Pitied


Im so tired of being pitied
Tired of all the secrets that are kept about me.
I can handle the truth

You think keeping it a secret will make everything better?
You’re wrong
You’re so freaking wrong.
Don’t feel bad for me.
Because I’m tired of all this.

Misleading lies
They sever ties
Between hearts we thought we knew.

Secrets are the same
My heart isn’t a game
that you can play to and fro.

So just tell me the truth
don’t feel bad
Dont apologize
I’m tired of being pitied.

That stab in the back
the weapon that was used
was forged in the mouth,
words so sharp and harmful

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