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Who am I,

To question your heart,

Or what you want?

 

I couldn't make you change your mind,

No matter how hard I tried,

No matter how much of myself,

I gave over to you.

 

It never was enough.

 

So if your heart lies elsewhere,

Who am I to judge?

 

But who are you,

To string me along,

To feed me lie after lie?

 

Acting all the way,

Until you got what you wanted,

What you had seen fit,

What you believed I owed you.

 

Only no longer,

Would I question who I was,

To judge and question you.

 

I  didn't owe you a thing,

Nor will you ever own me.

I'll do as I please,

Because one day you'll see,

It is you,

Who actually owes me.

 

 

Suffering Silently ►

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