Dark

My days are always dark,
and they have left a mark.
you left me for some other girl,
and left me all in a whirl.

i use to call you great,
when you are the one i hate.
i don't want to see you,
when actually i always do.

you let me go so fast,
that i didn't have time to put you in the past.
i want you to sweep me off my feet,
when you only see me as dead meat.

why can't you see me as who i am,
instead of an inclosed clam
no pearl thats pink,
but a tiny clam falling down a sink.