Coming Clean
Here comes the raindrops
To wash away my sorrow
To wash away my pain
To wash away my regrets
To wash away my old feelings
And give me new ones
Like the saying goes
Out with the old
And in with the new
I guess i finally
Get my chance for once
I won’t forget the past
I have no more shame
Of who i am
And what i did then
What had happen
Has changed me
I don’t know
If it’s for the better
Or it’s for the worse
I guess we’ll find out
Later on in life
I’m not depending
On you anymore
For anything any longer
Don’t expect me to be
Crawling back to you
When you think
You need me the most of all
Probably the only time
I would go back to you
Is when you can
Prove to me
That you truly care about me
And willing to change your ways
For me and only me
I’m not getting
Myself hurt again
For the billionth time
You might think this is silly
But it’s the truth
And i’m serious
So good luck
With the next girl
I hope you get hurt
Like i did
Then you would know
How i felt then!
Copyright © Barbara Tillery | Year Posted 2017
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