Run Over.

Don't talk to me; I'm not in the mood,
to end up in a fight and having to argue.

I'm going to try something new and pretend that I don't care,
that I'm invisible to everyone; they act as though I'm not there.

you must not think I have feelings for the way you treat me like dirt,
and I guess you ignore the fact that everything you say makes my insides hurt.

go ahead and walk all over me, do you think I'm amused?
there may be a smile on my face but my feelings are becoming abused.

I'm so sensative; take everything to heart,
but you put the key in the ignition and put your foot on the gas to start.

you run over me and begin to back up,
I can't take this much longer, I've had enough.

I want all of you to look, REALLY look, and see,
that you are the ones slowly breaking me.