You’re not chasing me to climb to new heights.
You’re dragging me down to the depths you inhabit.
You name me savior to your victim,
but I’m just a witness
to your crimes against yourself.
Did I hurt you?
No.
That’s you pinning the blame on me
when you’re the culprit.
I’m moving on—
and you’re angry you’re being left behind.
It’s not hard to leave someone
who refuses to move.
Yet it seems your legs work best
when running from accountability.
Perhaps your time would be better spent
solving your own problems
instead of chasing your next carrier.
Use your own two feet.
I’m not a ride meant for sharing.
And honestly, jealousy is not a color you wear well.
Don’t sully others with your incompetence.
Aug 17, 2025
Aug 17, 2025 at 1:11 AM UTC
You’re not chasing me to climb to new heights.
You’re dragging me down to the depths you inhabit.
You name me savior to your victim,
but I’m just a witness
to your crimes against yourself.
Did I hurt you?
No.
That’s you pinning the blame on me
when you’re the culprit.
I’m moving on—
and you’re angry you’re being left behind.
It’s not hard to leave someone
who refuses to move.
Yet it seems your legs work best
when running from accountability.
Perhaps your time would be better spent
solving your own problems
instead of chasing your next carrier.
Use your own two feet.
I’m not a ride meant for sharing.
And honestly, jealousy is not a color you wear well.
Don’t sully others with your incompetence.
Let me know if you need anything else clarified.
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