Battle scars

I'm at a certain point in life that I don't have the strenght to fight, to hold on.

I've been so good for you, I've did my best and did everything for you. In return of my deeds, I expected you to treat me like a queen and satisfy my needs.

You had me begging on my knees, asking for forgiveness, even when I wan't wrong. For this relationship I stayed strong.

And I would like to let you know, that everytime I stood my guard, fought my battles, it was always love that I have shown.

Too tired to fight, too tired to cry. You kept asking why, I always leave during fights. It's all because you never treated me right..

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