I mistook myself for someone who mattered,
Instead of the guy whose emotions are tattered,
Scattered, splattered, and laying on the floor,
The result of my failures from the night before.

I mistook myself for someone who cared,
Whose heart I prayed you would have spared,
Impaired and repaired, propped up again.
Not asking if, but sadly when.

I mistook myself for being your friend,
An emotional shoulder that I could lend.
My time you would spend, with nothing to show.
And now I'm left with nowhere to go.

I mistook myself one too many times.
And paid the price for your awful crimes.
Your words echo like chimes, like bells in the air.
But I know the truth, that you never would care.