The girl by the window,
You remember her,
I thought she was kind and good
But I guess that was a lie
I didn’t know I told
She used my faults against me
And turned me inside out
My pride, still unbroken
My trust, smashed down
If this is what she wanted
Guess what?
You succeeded
Guess what girl by the window?
I’m still sour; I’m so sour
Wanna use my disease against me?
And then apology like it was nothing?
Complain to one of our mutual friends?
About how “you don’t understand”
Clearly you don’t,
You underestimated me
I may be over dramatic,
I may be careless,
I may be senseless,
I am faulty
I am diseased
I am broken
Yet I am me
I don’t wanna back down,
but I have too
You broke my trust in you
And my love and like in you
I didn’t dislike you,
I didn’t shame you,
I didn’t do anything,
I was playing around, joking
And yet you think I was serious.
I understand it was fine,
But for now I want to be alone,
I want to think
I want to feel again
I want to be able to trust again
Thank you,
Girl by the window
For making me think again
For making me feel again
I feel myself grow
I feel myself again
I feel whole and broken again
I feel free again.
Thank you; girl by the window, for the follow and the small amount of hidden advice.