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466 · Jan 2013
Something I Wrote For Her
Hope Jan 2013
You hide behind your part as a victim

Never taking a chance on something new

Forever blaming others for your own problems

You ask for help but push it away

Away to where they can’t reach you

Isolated in your own misery

I tried to reach you, to pull you out

But you pulled me down with you, till I had to choose between drowning with you or saving myself

I saw what could have been and wept

But in the end, I saved myself

I moved on and grew up

You didn’t

You are vain

Too caught up in yourself to see what you do to others

But I moved on

And I’m glad

I’d rather be happy without you

Than miserable with you

— The End —