I used to think you were shy,
but now I know you’re just terrified
of every
*******
little
thing.

I used to think that you were strong,
And maybe a bit wise inside
But you’re
such
a ******
child.

You are not an enigma.
You are not a hero.
You are not a vision of hope.

You
Are
Just
A mirage.

And I…
I am here, avoiding my fault.