that't it you've crossed the line

All these thoughts,
This pain I feel,
All this hate,
It must be real,
Never knowing who I am,
What I've become,
It won’t matter when I’m done,
With you.

That's it,
Your time has come,
The way you came in,
You will leave this world,
Just the same,
What a shame you’re a disgrace to the name,
Your death will be in vain.

All these thoughts,
This pain I feel,
All this hate,
It must be real,
Never knowing who I am,
What I've become,
It won't matter when I’m done,
With you.

You've escaped my mind,
You've put upon my heart a bind-ing rope,
Time for me to cut me free,
Soon to be,
Above and beyond you,
You’re so selfish,
I just can't take your absence from my life.

All these thoughts,
This pain I feel,
All this hate,
It must be real,
Never knowing who I am,
What I've become,
It won’t matter when I’m done,
With you.

Your soon to be forgotten society will move on
It will move on,
We're better off,
Without you,
Long gone,
I am done,
With you,
I am done with you.

All these thoughts,
This pain I feel,
All this hate,
It must be real,
Never knowing who I am,
What I've become,
It won’t matter when I’m done,
With you.

You hypocrite,
You piece of shit,
I am done with you,
You will never know,
Never know,
Never know,
Who I am,
Who I’ve become,
I won't allow it,
I am done.

All these thoughts,
This pain I feel,
All this hate,
It must be real,
Never knowing who I am,
What I've become,
It won’t matter when I’m done,
With you.

© Becky Baillargeon 2010