All I ever wanted was to be treated with respect. A little humanity. Some compassion, maybe. A little empathy.
Instead you told me lies, flaunted someone in my face for no reason other than cruelty. You laughed about it later. I’m sure you laugh about it now.
I’ve never been dealt respect and compassion, other than from strangers. Empathy I’ve received on occasion from passersby.
I’m here to be used, ignored, forgotten, and replaced.
It’s not you. It’s just that I’m very tired. I tend to take things out on the wrong people when I’m tired.