Altered Memories

No problem, I'll let it go All the sorrow and pain of the past But they won't leave me They've come again, at last I have nothing left, I say But they grab and quickly gain My story, my life, my memories They are altered, and I am vain Apparently I puff my story I slant my words, here and there What happened to me, isn't mine Because my "mental health" has lucrative shares Everyone gather round, and grab Leave nothing for her to claim Hell, take her thoughts and stories Assault her name I'm tired, I have fought too long Won battle after battle, only to lose I should have known, I have nothing But everything they choose Divided to unite United for them to steal Altered memories Only "they" can say what's real