Words.

Let me be

No. I am not okay.

I decide not to stray away.

And no it's not because I am afraid of losing someone like you.

It is because I cannot allow myself to stress over you.

You are expendable.

You have lost your title.

You are idle.

But I am here in full force.

I do not endorse your behavior.

I will not accept your mistakes as "just mistakes" any longer.

Because I have learned that I am stronger than the world accepts me to be.

I am free.

I am no longer a slave to the minds of the few that claim they "need" me.

You say you cannot handle when I am angry at you.

You better adapt because all you're gonna see from me is anger.

And betrayal.

You have lost the title you once claimed without asking.

You have gained the title you should be ashamed of.

I don't need you "protecting" me.

I don't need you "saving" me.

Let my mistakes be my mistakes.

And keep your eyes in your own life.

Because I don't need them snooping around mine.

Let me be.