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you might see the knife in my stomach
but you don't know how it feels
you want to pull it out cause you're scared
cause you don't know better and it's all too real
but that's the exact issue
you don't know how to deal
you don't know what i've been through
just want me miraculously healed

you'd watch me bleed out
after your lack of thinking
and leave me for dead
in your hurry of fleeing
the scene of judgment
it's just me bleeding
cause you don't know anything at all
yet you stick to preaching
how are you scared of the consequences you set in motion
how hypocritical is it to cry as you accuse me of over-emotion
hope you had a ****** day
know that's really ****** to say
but if i can't play an active role
and have to make sense of all this pain

then i think it's okay
to hope you have a ****** day
it's been dark a couple months now
and my sunshine through the rain

is hoping you're having an even ******* day
that my absence ruins your means of escape
thinking 'she should be here'
and remembering you pushed me away

that everytime things are looking up
you feel a bit ashamed
it didn't have to be this way
i already had enough on my plate

so yeah it's hateful of me
but what else can i say
i won't do anything to make it happen
but i hope you've been having some ******* days
if breathing is a choice
and my hope is to love
i wonder if my honest effort
would be enough

what if everything i ever wanted
was just out of reach
but what if i just lived
and good things happened to me

it's absurd to pretend
like i know anything at all
it's either out of my control
or somehow all my fault

and i can't cry about either
it'd be a waste of precious time
i'd rather be here with you
than understand how or why
my therapist says your actions
have more to do with you
than they have to do with me
so why do i feel so targeted

i know she's right
but you know what you're doing
and i'm trying to find peace
in that i'm better off not trying to untangle your prerogative
you don't deserve my anger
not because you're guiltless
moreso that energy is wasted
when it's spent weighing a thought of you
the reprieve doesnt amount to much
and my grief wont revert to love
your presence is nothing but a reminder
of how i didn't love myself enough
to let myself be loved
what happened to naming your first kid after me
and the cow themed kitchen of our dreams
can you explain why any of this is happening
because it never made much sense to me

i want to be mad and i have many reasons to feel jaded
but i know holding grudges serves no purpose
logic writes off every course of frustration
acting out of emotion would be a disservice

but i can't do anything right
except for walk the other way
i do it with a pain in my chest
but i did everything right at the end of the day

and all of your shortcomings
and betrayals and cruelty
one they they'll be nothing
but old ******* news to me
today it hurts
but i gotta breathe and find truth in peace
not dedicate my life and death to punishing you
for being selfish and marooning me

because one day i won't cry for you
and all of the things you wouldn't do
when fidelity fell short
the times i waited for you to never come through
in contrast with the blood that i poured
on the altar built just for you
it'll be in ruins in due time
til then i just have to make do

and i'll make do
till i'm doing well
and you'll make wrong turns
till you've confused yourself
which is none of my concern
not since the day you abjured
at least i've gained perspective
from the wrath that i've endured
and maybe one day you might change
but that's not for sure

and i'm not rewriting history
by letting new information alter my position
it's okay to be wrong
and even better to make informed decisions
praying i'll never learn this lesson again
knowing my part in how this ended
i won't ever walk on water
but my life will be more than chosen affliction
i loved you
but you're not welcome not even when you are forgiven
i'm changing the soundtrack to my life
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