Sweet things turn sour pt.2

Sweet things turn sour pt.2

We are not who we believe we are...
I love you but at times I don't like you.
My mouth spits poison that even you thought you were immune, but eventually it got to you. My tears are liquid acid burning holes thru your heart, Perplexed you don't understand why I denied you.
It was not to make self better, it was to save you.
I am not, nor will I ever be a dream girl but a nightmare seeking your soul.
I was once the angel you needed but once my soul was taken I, too, became a dream thief.
It was not by choice but force. You don't know cold this world is and I would have frozen to death had I not adapted. Please forgive me for not being what you needed but what you despised and let this be what happens when sweet things turn sour.

I'm Sorry...