By Kei Sova
You who tells me, my love is only for you
You who say that I’m worthless, imperfect and flawful
I bet you hate me.
I bet you hate me because you no longer have me
Under the endless webs of control and deceit
I no longer want you,
Nor your worthless love.
You who say I’m sinful,
While you’re perfect
After all the years of doing what pleased you
Being a puppet of your use,
A being of your dispose.
Break me and build me up,
just to ruin me.
I will no longer play your games.
For me, I will not listen to you,
To your nonsense any longer
I will not chase after your heart
But will try to heal mine
I have overcome you.