There was a time
That I believed
I could do this
Cry and heal within
A matter of minutes
But I can't.
Not anymore
I've changed too much.
I need to feel and heal
Sometimes it takes longer
Somewhere along the way
I got stronger
That means processing
That's a bit different
But then so am I.
There was a time
That I didn't want you to see me cry
And I still don't
I still hide
I still walk away
But you still hear me
And don't do anything.
You say it's giving me space
Maybe
Or is it not caring?
There was a time
I would have settled for this
Because I didn't think
I deserved better
Now that I know I do
I have and will demand better of you.
