When will I learn, to start living for me?
How do I become all that I've ever wanted to be?
Where will I finally, draw that line,
and stop pretending that everything's just fine?
Why is it so hard letting go?
To accept your just somebody, that I used to know.
I got too lost, I forgot to love myself.
Now I'm living, half alive in this hell.
This isn't my destiny, this tiny barless cell.
If you ever cared at all, it's very hard to tell.
Anytime I try to talk to you, you only shut down or yell.
Now I have to choose to put me first,
No matter how much it will hurt.
All the while I've done all I know how to do,
You've been too busy doing you.
I guess what I've always heard is true,
You cant keep loving someone who doesn't love you.
Copyright © Amanda Wolfe | Year Posted 2018