BPD

You thought you could turn them against me

you wanted me for yourself

you tried and failed and now you’ll have a world against you

your games caused you to lose the best things you had

I hope your prepared to reap what you sow

Isn’t that what you told me

You tried to manipulate the master manipulator

you can’t win against me… nobody ever has.

Nobody can hurt me more than I’ve hurt myself

I Can thank the pain of the past for making me numb to the pain of the new world

Welcome to the mind of BPD

The mind of me

You hurt me I hurt myself

Thank the lack of what I needed

For my own mental beating

Some days I’m volatile

Some days I’m vulnerable

But I am never weak enough to allow

A repeat of what was before