The girl by the window, You remember her, I thought she was kind and good But I guess that was a lie I didn’t know I told She used my faults against me And turned me inside out My pride, still unbroken My trust, smashed down If this is what she wanted Guess what? You succeeded Guess what girl by the window? I’m still sour; I’m so sour Wanna use my disease against me? And then apology like it was nothing? Complain to one of our mutual friends? About how “you don’t understand” Clearly you don’t, You underestimated me I may be over dramatic, I may be careless, I may be senseless, I am faulty I am diseased I am broken Yet I am me
I don’t wanna back down, but I have too You broke my trust in you And my love and like in you I didn’t dislike you, I didn’t shame you, I didn’t do anything, I was playing around, joking And yet you think I was serious. I understand it was fine, But for now I want to be alone, I want to think I want to feel again I want to be able to trust again Thank you, Girl by the window For making me think again For making me feel again I feel myself grow I feel myself again I feel whole and broken again I feel free again.
Thank you; girl by the window, for the follow and the small amount of hidden advice.