Let It Go Poem by Miss Tee

Seems I know what's best for myself
Yet, unable to move on,
Held back by this force,
Pattern is followed.
Yes.
No.
Yes.
No.


A pattern which never seems to stop.
Yes.
No.
Yes.
No.
Torn between two worlds:
A world where comfort,
feeling of ease and simple contentment
seems to reign.
Until I turn my face the other way,
and discover the doubt,
the insincere way you
want, love, appreciate.
And of course,
the uneasy feeling
of being taken for granted.

I want more.
I NEED more
than what we have.
I DESERVE more.
So let it go.
Let it be.
And as much as it hurts me to say:
'Leave me in peace.'