I Found Me
I used to sit desolate
when you found satisfaction
in picking on me
I used to eternally cry
when you said
you didn't love me, really
I used to believe you
when you spoke viciously
wanting to abuse me
I used to
I don't sit desolate anymore
I don't eternally cry because you didn't love me
I don't believe your viciousness meant to abuse me
I don't anymore
I found someone who doesn't elect to abuse me
I found someone who loves me, really
I found someone who I can believe in
I found me
Copyright © Tanya Borst | Year Posted 2007
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