this one is for you, the one called "perfect pair"
though you don't get me and the weight i bear
you don't relate to my struggles and sacrifices
my traumas and wounds, fears and flinches
i did gave you hundreds
yet you wouldn't meet halfway
and then that i gave less
you demand what was given away
i am no saint, no pure nor innocent
but you stripped me unguarded
even if words are not what you meant
you did take me for granted
i'm proud of myself for at least giving a crack
working, thriving, breaking down in between
but i keep finding myself back on track
realizing one dream at a time, seen or unseen
i have my way, on my complicated timeline
but no one can force my brain otherwise
sometimes it's full of missteps that are mine
what can i say? maybe i'm a devil in disguise
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