Unjustified

I have so many things
To say.
And yet
I don't know
Where to start.

Why are you
Always teasing me?
Playing and foolin' around
With me?

Was i
Too friendly before
To make you believe
That i'm an easygoing person?

It wasn't as if
I don't have a temper.
Didn't you realise that?
No, you didn't.
Do you know
That you aren't that great?

I feel so unjustfied.
I thank you
For leaving all the menial work
For me.
Leaving yourself
Credited to things
You've never done.

Is it fair?
Is it fair this way?
Is this a reflection
Of the society?

I thought our relationship
Would be as great as ever.
But it turns out
it wasn't such so.

Was i too naive
To believe it would work out?
Was it all fake?
All of a show?

Don't make me so.
But i can't stop it anymore.
So forgive me.
I hate you.