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Ego, Games, and Misunderstanding
Ego Games, and Misunderstanding. (The Death of A Friendship.) Abandon ship and run away... Abandon this and come away... Clean. Unscathed, or so you choose to perceive. But believe, with knowledge of your history, one question rises in priority: When has quick dash masked the backlash that running has on your character? For tired feet make for strong lungs, but increased breath shall continue to make for longer screams when you wake and see your past self in the mirror again. So vain from the stains of your past You disregard the depth of the glass and see only that you do not want the beverage. "A beverage you still choose to assume is truly being offered when I know how badly it affects you." So quick to believe that all I think about me And would want you for myself rather than help you break free of your ghosts: The memories that haunt you the most. So, you run when you think love is the liquid served And point verbal guns at me because I deserve it, right? I deserved this? Though my methods were unconventional the progress was all intentional Because you spoke before choosing your exit. It was electric for me to witness you grow. So, I applied more pressure just to help you get better, but you began to believe I truly wanted "us" together... Still, that is not true... All I cared about was you learning to deal with the real that everybody goes through. And yes, I really thought that this was best Exploiting demons of your mind to prove the fight within your chest... But all you could see was my face as a guy trying to trap you back in the same place. So, you cut me down then shut me out. But my plan, was more tough love than foolproof I believed your mind would never let me fool you My stand was that to emotionally bully you would leave you seeing that your being is nothing less than bulletproof!... "But this is not me helping you, right? This is not me caring for your best interest, right? No, this is just another ploy from my ego. Despite my true intentions, all you choose to see in my ego. According to you, that is all I care for." But all you saw was the lines said And could not read between the lines read. You grew stronger every day Then chose to run away The tragic end is our friendship is what I find dead. Instead of the old you... Still, I do not point all the blame I knew the pain behind your name And still chose to play a game... But it was working!... You began to deal with your past through me. Which soothed me and helped you beyond whatever you see. Or thought you understood. But my intentions were good I just pushed you harder faster than I realize I should... But you were truly so amazing Fighting past demons, bravely I got excited by the progress I grew used to seeing daily... And I wanted you change Because you wanted to change. You spoke about yourself so badly that it drove me insane, as your true friend... So, I pushed too hard Though I pushed you far, I pushed much too hard... And I regret that... But only that and nothing else Because I believe that strength comes from what people have left And though I have to accept that to my voice you've gone deaf... "I was NEVER in love with anything but hoping YOU would LEARN to LOVE YOURSELF..."
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