The Filter

I called the tools to help you,

But they handed you the hammer

And you tried to break me.

Dissonance has me going

Black white

Left right

Yes no

Should I stay

Or do I go?

Sacrificed sleep

Thinking I was saving your life.

Every call, text, and cry made me blind

To the abuse and being used.

Seems I'm familiar with your doppelganger

And the real you is a stranger -

A stranger who put me in danger.

We sang the same song,

But you were always a bit off-key.

My harmony fell flat

When you stole the melody.

You wrote a book but left out the footnote

That you were the writer using me as the pen.

When you left to write fanfic

Was when I learned I wasn't your first pick.

You sold beaded bracelets.

Little did I know

You were stringing me along.

Pouring from a crystal cup into a filthy sponge,

Your water came back to use me as a filter again.