Skies

Blue skies,don't fade to grey.
I'm not begging you to stay.
So many things I'll say,
Just to get my way.
So many lies,
Are fadeing my skies.
My tounge ties,
As you look into my eyes.
Stop talking,
It's me that your mocking!
I hate you!
You must hate me to.
Get away from me!
You don't see,
The pain I'm in,
My head it spins.
It hurts me inside,
What I see with my eyes.
I'm not your pet.
I'll show you yet!