I found myself again looking in the mirror Wouldn’t have expected it But I think I’ve made peace with myself (I hope you can too)
Learned lessons (If she wanted to she would) And trying not to fall into old habits
Cutting the cord I hope it doesn’t seem cold It’s all love, baby
Reminding myself why I’m doing this when the silence digs a pit in my stomach So when my friends ask about you I don’t have to give an I don’t know And the pain that comes with that
Hated learning my anger is just like my father’s There’s nothing more I want to do than cut and run But I’m trying to be patient
I refuse to beg or wait around for crumbs
So I remind myself every fifteen minutes that I’m young, hot, and educated Nothing but net
I’ll finish grad school and start to have good days. You’ll walk the dogs in circles on the west side highway.