You didn't want to lose me,
But you lost yourself in the process.
You became someone who kept being mistreated,
You formed a habit of you saying
"I'm used to it"
You became someone who was not appreciated,
Yet you tell yourself
"It's okay"
You became someone who was not valued,
And learned tell to yourself
"I'm fine"
You became someone who was last for everything,
Yet you reacted with
"It's whatever"
You became someone who kept being taken for granted and dealt with it by repeating
"Everything is ok"
You were unhappy.
Yet you face the people that doubt with
"I'm going to be fine.."
I'm not worth,
Losing yourself.
YOU ARE READING
that's Y I wrote iT.
PoetryDrink up~ the loneliness. Broken.~ Crushed.~ Shattered.~ Torn.~ Explore my deepest.. We have to lose grip and lose ourselves to realise things, accept the changes even if it takes someone so precious to let go and break you in pieces I remember bei...
