You searched for the easy out. It was what you do best. Make me feel and then leave. You raised me and cared for me. You made me feel loved. But it was all a hoax. A fake impression. You never really cared about me. You just used me as a lean in your game. To get what you wanted.
And then you just walked away.
You left us alone. To fend for ourselves and you never once looked back at the ruin and destruction that u surrounded myself in. But we picked ourselves up. Made amends with our broken pieces and lived in with out life.
While you just walked away.
And now it's getting bad. It's worse then when you left. He wants money from me. He wants me to leave. He says I'm going to do the same thing you did. When I am satisfied with everything I've done
I'll just walk away.
But I'm not. I don't want to. He's pushing me away. He's making me leave. He's not giving me the option. So I have to take what I have and stoop to your level. I have to pack my bags
And just walk away.
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PoetryA collection of work. I don't know what it is. But it means something. Or Maybe it means nothing. Maybe it's a waste of time A piece of shit Like me Oh love you don't know anything yet
