The Spite Inside of Me
Well it seems that all you see
Is the spite inside of me
And yes, I admit, it's a dominant part
Of who I don't want to be
I want to change, to make a break, and it's only because of you.
You seem to view me honestly
As the person I thought I could be
But what goes on inside of my heart
Is, even to myself, a mystery
So can I change, when all I do, is pretend that none of it's true?
Copyright © Juli- Michelle | Year Posted 2017
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