I hate that what you did broke me
I hate that I’m not stronger
I hate that I’m still not free
I hate that I have to wait longer
I can’t make any choices
I can't find myself
I can't think over the voices
I can’t trust myself
Me or anyone else
Because at the end of the day everything I thought about you was false
And if I could be so wrong about something I thought to be so right
Then who am I to choose