Who are you anyway?

Why does my life revolve around you?
Why do I rely on you to make me happy?
Why do I become depress when you're not by my side?
What right do you have to make me feel that I'm worthless without you?
Who are you anyway?

Why do I still cling on to you?
Why do you make me come back for more?
Do you derive pleasure from this?
Who do you think you are anyway?

What's worse, I'm not the only one.
Some have even died because of you.
Do you enjoy watching us suffer?
What do you get out of this?
Satisfaction? Gratification?
You’re heartless and depraved, that’s what you are.
You don’t deserve to be a who !

Why did you introduce yourself to my grandmother?
Why did you stick to my mum?
Are you celebrating the fact that my aunt succumbed to you too?
Why do you keep haunting me?
What do you want?
What are you?

Would you ever let me go?
Would you ever have the heart to?
How could you, you’re a what.
A what has no feelings, no remorse.

You're a nobody.
You feed off our emotions.
You cannot exist without our insecurities.
You need us more than we need you.
You're a low-life scumbag.

I hate you; I hate you for ruining my life.
How could I not hate you even though I know you delight in that fact.
Hate is what you are made of.

I don't need you !
Leave me alone !
Go away !
I don't need you !