Bits of Me
I think, maybe, if I took the time to pretend again,
everything would be just fine
and smiling wouldn’t be forced
and he would never have known how sad I am.
There are people who need to be put in their place
and taught a few lessons
on how to treat a girl, how to treat a human being,
but maybe we all need to take some notes.
I wish people would take into consideration
that I have a past too,
and that no matter how much of it I tell to you,
you won't ever know what it's like to be me.
Individualism haunts me in the most agonizing way.
Promises of independence and self-confidence
are never granted, but then again,
who am I to expect things in return
when I haven't even given anything?
I'm sorry you only hear apologies from me
when you deserve to be serenaded
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