I feel...

I feel so used,
boils my blood to think that you're amused.
You got what you want,
nobody wants a fat cunt...
I feel so putrid inside,
that I want to rip myself apart and
leave the bad parts aside.

I need to make up my mind,
you don't even talk to me
it's obvious you're having a good time.
Nobody is indispensable,
I'm just as replaceable,
thought we were intertwined,
but really untraceable.

Who am I fooling?
I tell myself I'm so special,
in reality, I'm just fuckable trash,
fucking expendable,
fucking stupid,
and far beyond amendable.

How do I get you out of my body?
I'm all alone now
and you grow inside me,
get the fuck away!
Haven't I endured so much?
God, or whoever is around me,
give me your cold touch,
let me go,
let me rust.