Remember when I told you I wanted to marry someone just like you?
How young and naive I was then
You were my idol and someone whom I trusted so deeply
Everything that was cruel and unkind stared me straight in the eyes but still I couldn't see it
I was blinded by trust and the hope that the person I loved would be there tomorrow even if he wasn't here today
I adopted your philosophies and your interests in a desperate attempt to be seen and favored
Your word and your opinion had all the power in the world to shape who I was and how I would think
But I'm not your favorite anymore, am I?
No one is
I'm no longer useful now that I have gained the ability to think for myself
My interests were never something you cared about as long as they didn't benefit you
The only thing that matters to you is drowning your shame until the person I love is unrecognizable
Marry someone like you?
I don't even want to be like you.
It's sad boi hours.
