Channnged Poem by Desiree Whitamore

for me it was never about hurting you
for me it was about me getting out
and along the way im sorry if i crushed you
but i couldnt just push you down.

and when i explore the reason i have
for trying to forget this whole place
i always end up right back here
with an image of your angry face.

it drives my pain to see that
to see you want me to go
and maybe thats whats wrong here.
or maybe you just dont know.

no. you DONT know.
you're killing me with your lies
i thought this democracy was changing
it only changed in your eyes.