I don't know what I've done
I never seem to know
But to think that you were one
and that I really, truly loved you soTo hear those words of poison
The ones you spew behind my back
The way you're playing treason
True human empathy is what you lackSpiteful to a restless case
Tell me like it's worth a chance
You say that I needed space
Or you would never advanceTo have a liar for a friend
A backstabber for a comrade
To see you around again
Makes me a sinner to this fadI thought I had to adjust
and maybe move on
However, my old life
might just be where I belongThere's a lot you misunderstood
It's not a difference of age
Not even pretending like you could
Gosh, you make me wanna rageI idolised and respected
But now I recall and reason
Even with explanation, you'd forget it
You're still a player of treason
Unreciprocating how I felt
You say you joke around, not enough
Mocking the memories I held
Don't you think that's kinda roughYou should have said something
and told me what I had done
I can't read you, that's one thing
for two, hate's no funI never needed to be better
I never needed you to rule
You're a "benefits" trendsetter
and I took you in like a foolMaybe I need to move on
Maybe I need to forget
My old life is where I'm from
Against those rules you setI'm not sorry I wasn't part of your fight
I'm allowed to think for myself
I'm my own person, and that's what's right
Soul search, you'll probably find yourselfI won't waste my breath
talking about a dead sapling
Keep roleplaying your own death
I couldn't have stopped it from happening*Truekindredspirits*

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THE TRUTH LIES WITHIN - a book of poetic honesty
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