We are two very different people
You like to yell and mutter under your breath
I visit the bathroom behind a locked door to feel the pain
After the fights over
You come apologizing like a little kid who just threw a temper tantrum
I won't speak to you
And
Just because you say some stupid apology doesn't mean I'll forgive you or forget what's said and done
Your words slice deeper then my cuts
Leaving wounds that don't heal
Filling my head with more harmful
Things then I need to feel
Because you'll never grow up with your childish fits of blaming everyone else for your failures
Until you realize
Everyone makes their own beds.