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Miss

I miss the old you that was loving and kind,

The you that did not have to beat my behind,

Because I was selfish, unloving, ungrateful,

Because to sacrifice I wasn't able,

Your heart once clean, sweet and pure,

Now filled with anger, hostility, things you cannot cure,

I hate myself for making you turn this way,

Because I was dumb, naive, and strayed,

My choices in life I am not proud of,

If only I could change, but now I'm up above,

I'm looking down at a beautiful scene,

There's beautiful mountains with trees in between,

I have given up on myself for the long run,

If I could choose different, I'd pull out a gun,

But my borderline and bipolar brain,

Has kept me away from things that cause me pain,

The one thing they never could take away from me,

Is mother nature's way of making me feel sane.