Ready
Ready to stop,
Ready to drop.
I'm ready to walk away,
Against everything they say.
Prepared to step forward,
Even if that means I pull fate more towards.
I saw you for what it was,
It was always about us.
It filled the airs with trust,
And the sky with lust.
I seen how you looked at me,
As if everything was as perfect as can be.
I'm sorry if I'm not your prefect tree,
Tall and gleaming with glee.
I may not be happy among forever,
But that doesn't mean I am not clever.
So believe me when I said don't pull my lever,
Because you'll lose me forever.
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