True Colors
I looked at you
The mask falling off
Seeing your true colors.
The person I thought
You were.
The person I saw while I grew up.
I learned it was just a part you played.
You never were truly that person
I thought you were.
The person you truly were now
Smirking at me.
While ripping my child
Out of my arms.
Watching me break
To pieces.
While you let me
Fall apart.
Not willing to help me
Put the pieces back together.
The person I called family
Was never there for me.
You held all the cards
I was just part of
Your little game
You love to control.
And I was the fool
Who fell for your tricks
The cheese piece you
Thought you could
Move However you want.
You kicked me down
Thinking I would stay down
But I got back up
Burning the bridges
Between us
Promising myself
I would
Never come back.
Copyright © Angel Prall | Year Posted 2023
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