And saw myself
Fading
On the other side
I tried so hard
To make myself
Into someone
You could love
But in the end
I made you hate
All that I'd tried
So hard to be
This was my own mistake
I tried to love someone
Who couldn't love me
For what I was
Someone who took me
In hand and shaped me
Like clay, crushed me and
Strangled what I was
Until I was without
A shape and form
Poured me out into
A mold I was too big
To fit
And left me there
To wither and die
In the sunlight
Just to make me
Pretty enough
To make him feel
Strong
Worthy
Pretty enough
To shelter the lie
That was his love
Until I began to
Crack and chip away
At the deceit
And found a woman
Without form
For me to shape
This time
For me
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