I cried for three years,
Tore myself apart.
Not from what you did
But the effect of it.
I waited for days like these.
Now I don't know why.
I'm glad you left.
I'm glad I changed.

And, don't get me wrong,
I'm glad you're back.
But you needed to leave.

I'm glad they hated me.
I'm glad I'm not one of them.
I'm glad we aren't anything alike,
Anymore.
I couldn't stand myself like them.
Crazy over a guy,
Worried about my outer looks.

I may have been worse than them
For three years.
But now I'm glad that I'm happy.
I can't stand the way they act.
I'm glad I'm me.
I'm thankful for the people I have.
So, thanks for leaving.

And, oh, welcome... home?