You are sweet
Like frosting on a cake
But you’re words can be disgusting
Like a sour grape.
Its you’re other you that I hate
The one you only show when you’re with me
You have your romantic times
But your assaults are like cutting with a knife
Is that the way you see life?
In a double sighted light?
Because that’s how you treat me all the time
One day I’m your one and only
And the next I’m a stranger in your house.