Did I say royalty? My mistake, I meant that you treated me like a slave.
I let down my guard, and pinned my heart to my sleeve; vulnerable but brave.
The self esteem that you built up for me has all come crashing down.
Hearing those things being said from your spiteful lips, the most bitter and grating sound.
You strip me of my confidence, and leave me by myself so hollow and lonely.
You go on a trip to stalk your prey, and convince them they're your one and only.
But you choose to come back as if it never happened, after hurting me once again.
I put up with your selfishness one too many times, and this is where it ends.
I will not back down, I will not give up, I will not lose this fight.
I won't cater to your every need any longer, and I'm about to make this right.
I hope you feel the sting of my words and hear the distaste in my voice.
This sating power that I have suddenly gained makes you writhe while I rejoice.
I never would have thought that this revenge could taste so sweet.
I can picture you bowing down to me, or falling to my feet.
Don't expect me to have a guilty conscience, because I don't feel bad one bit.
I hope you finally listen to what I have to say, once these painful words of mine are spit.