If I got to choose, I wouldn't have chosen you.
You with your condescending smirk and egocentric allure.
You and your natural beauty and bitter heart.
You with your bleak stares and sociopathic indifference.
But I didn't get to choose.
I didn't choose the judgement or conflict.
I didn't choose the crying nights or painful days.
I didn't choose the induced codependency.
Did you get to choose?
Did you choose my car crash mind?
Did you choose my childlike trust?
Did you choose that responsibility?
Did you even know my feelings?
I looked at you with admirations and affection.
I looked at you and never wanted anything else.
I looked at you and saw unattainable love.
If I got to choose I wouldn't have chosen you.
You with your hands playing my puppet strings.
You with your knife in my back.
You with your blue eyes you still dare to share.
I wouldn't have chosen a girl.
