Confused.

How am I supposed to know
what's the right thing to do
I'm only thirteen you see
& I can't take much more from you

I know you think your right
& your stuck in between
but girl I see right through you
& your just being mean

this isn't the first time you've hurt me
you do it everyday
you act like I'm not important
& ignore everything I say

then you go complain
about how much you hate your life
you expect people to say ' I'm sorry '
when you say you cry yourself to sleep at night

you may not see it now
but your slowly killing me
you've torn apart the trust you had
& you've made my paper heart bleed

I guess what I'm trying to say is
I don't need you anymore
all you do is hurt me & I'm afraid
my heart's a little too sore.