Morning

Once again I am sitting
Pondering the reasons
But very few come to mind
Of how I am, no, was stuck
On you
With all the claims of honesty
Why shouldn't I believe you
Maybe it was your friend's honest eyes
Or the repetitive sorry lies
Or the slight changes you made
Like I did notice not
You are so unappreciative
So sad
And it makes me mad
Mad at me
For continuing, giving you another chance
One too many