Every day you do what I hate. No matter what I say. How much I plead. You still do the things I hate.
Looking at how much you've drank is something I try not to do now.
Pretending that its all ok. Pretending that it will change.
Acting like I'm fine. Act like I'm happy. Act like we have no problems.
Keeping silent. Not talking to anyone. Not telling the truth. Not coming clean.
Hiding from shame. Hiding from dread. Hiding from the truth. Hiding from life.
Now I've choosen to be silent for so long its impossible to speak up. Its like my voice is gone.
Trying to be strong. No support. All alone. This is tearing my insides apart.
I'm self destructing. I'm not sure I can do this. I'm so tired of trying.
I just need to keep it together. One day at a time.
Day after day its the same thing. Nothing will change. Nothing will get better.
Pushing it all down. Push the hurt away. Push the tears away. I am weak if I give in.
I am weak when I let you get to me. I am weak when I let you hurt me.
Numb. I try so hard to be numb. I don't want to feel any more.
Disappointment. So endless. Never ending pain. Hope lost. Faith gone.
I hate you. Too often do I think that now. I don't want to be around you.
I want nothing to do with you. I wish I could just leave. I wish I could make you see.
My head hangs low with hopelessness. You will never change. You don't care.
That drink is more important than anything. Just one more sip is what you want.
You have choosen it over me so many times its sickening.
How are you so blind to it? How are you not sorry? How do you not care?
Why do you do this me? Don't you know how much this hurts?
I am strong, but no one can stay strong forever. 
Repeated blows to my heart. Constant pushes to the ground. Always turning your back to me.
No support. No love. No trust. No communication. 
So what are we doing this for? Why do i let you hurt me?
Why do I let it continue? Why don't I leave? 
Lies. Fake smiles. Its all an act.
You're a drunk. All you care about is the next drink.
I am so tired of it! I'm tired of the pain. I'm tired of the lies.
It's weak to need help. It's weak to give up.
I'm trying so hard to be strong. To hold it all together.
I don't know if I can do it much longer.
You're an alcoholic. What about being a dad? A husband?
Do those things even matter to you? Do you care at all?
Why do you do this to me? WHY?!
I hate what you do. I hate what you say. I hate how you lie to yourself.
I hate your smokey, beer breath. I hate when you stumble around.
I hate when your'e high. I hate when you sit around doing nothing, but drinking.
I hate that you don't care. I hate how you make me feel.
I hate you.