Men telling me I love you when I don’t love them back

 

Men telling me “I love you” when I don’t love them back.

How could you love me ?

You know nothing of me.

My doubts are clouds swarming above me.

Men telling me “ love you” when Im not sure if I love myself. Men telling me “I love you” but how could I tell?

How could you love me ?

At times I’m completely unhinged.

When my home no longer feels like it

When my world isn’t real.

When everything caves in.

Men tell me lies. But who am I to believe them ? Im just girl who’s lost her way.

I’ve been on the same path for what seems like days. More than that.

Im a doll in her dollhouse waiting to be played with.

Im waiting for my purpose.

You told me im talented and my art can take me places.

You told me you’d never leave me hangin.

And you told me my soul is beautiful.

And you told me I was beneath you.

But who am I to believe you?

 

Men telling me sorry but it never rings a bell.

It never changes the ways that I’ve felt.

The words echo and ripple like a pebble in a pond.

They say words stick

But the ones men tell me just can’t seem to stay on.

Men telling me I love you when I never love them back.

It makes me feel sort of trapped.

Between cutting them slack and saying it back.

Or being my true self and not giving them the satisfaction.

Who am I to believe your words

Words are just birds that fly out of mouths.

They chirp and they perch on the lips of the foul.

Men telling me I love you when I can’t give a reply

It’s the story of my life

But not of how I die.