The Truth Hurts

I used to say to myself,
"She'll change after time."

Wrong.

Bitch is your new name.
And It fits you well.
So go drown in the ocean swell.

You cause people much pain.
It's your game
Sobbing themselves asleep.
Questioning,
"Why am I alive?"

Shame.

The truth hurts.
And that's not a lie.
I shouldn't speak this, but,
"Go die and try not to cry!"