Another day of waking up to the pain,

Another day of tryna bare it,

Another day of holding up all this weight,

But underneath it I am buried,

My new mattress, a rock,

And my blankets a hard place,

I showed you my soft side,

And you taught me the hard way,

That everything I did for you was taken for granite,

Years of dedication, struggling trying to manage,

How can you sit here and say that you didn't plan it,

When just last week you said it could never happen...

I'm just tired of feeling like I wasn't enough,

I hate that you keep saying that you felt you were stuck,

Because I stepped down so I could lift you up...