I must've missed your honesty.
And I really feel that honestly;
Promises should not be made,
By people who feel to afraid.
If you can't commit don't say you will,
Don't contradict when you apologise.
I'm sick of wearing your pathetic disguise.
I went through the drama everyday;
But not again I won't live this way.
Not anymore can I handle this strain,
It's not worth all the incredulous.
No longer will I cry myself to sleep;
That's a promise I'll always keep.

Hurt.. By Love..

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/thoughts-of-a-daughter/