Feelings

I sit and take it
Trying to ignore it

You think I don't listen
I really soak in every word

I apply to myself
And begin to live it

I hear every bad thing you say about me,
It eventually becomes true.

Maybe if you knew that I actually do have feelings,
You'd stop.

I highly doubt it although,
I mean who really cares what I feel

Feelings are just feelings,
Yet they become true after time.

Tell you what if you leave me be,
I'll be happy leaving you be, for the rest of your life.