I was willing to give you everything and not even give myself an ounce of a given right tobe happy. I was willing to be miserable. Miserable, but at your side.At your side. Was it even the right choice?  Without realization youplanted your weeds Engraving your initialsof mental abuse Into my heart turning itpitch black. You Faded my glow and made my heart become dimmer. The light in my eyes started dying out.  I was willing to give you everything and not even give myself an ounce of a given right tobe happy. I was willing to be miserable. Miserable, but at your side.At your side. Was it even the right choice?  Mistake after mistake. Heartache after heartache. It took a night of drinkingtasting the taste of tequila hit my lip. Let us,oh let us reminisce. Reminisce the Time I became another statistic. Another statistic To you. I was now another one of your girls saved in The “Taken last year albums.” On your camera roll.  I was willing to give you everything and not even give myself an ounce of a given right tobe happy. I was willing to bemiserable. Miserable, but at your side. At your side. Was it even the right choice?  Hearing your voice echo, echoing into my ear. The taunting of your laugh ringing in my ears. How bittersweet this love can be. One moment I’m all you have. The next i'm left like a piece Of trash.  I was willing to give youeverything and not even give myself an ounce of a given right tobe happy. I was willing tobe miserable. Miserable, but at your side. At your side. Was it even the right choice?  How could I let this be? Let this tortue Of my self esteem bebrought down so low. You Brought me so low I felt the heat of hell burning My skin. Burning my heart,burning my soul. The roses of this love turned into ashes of Disappointment.