You took my love
When I was very young
You made sure that I was helpless
Then you treated me like dung
So nieve, I waited you out
You thought I'd always be there
Until one day you woke up
And found I just didn't care
My self-esteem, although beaten, had returned
Although it had taken almost eleven years
I don't regret even a moment
All the hardships and the tears
You can blame me for the heartbreak
And every one of your faults
You're only mad that I'm over
Listening to the lies and the insults
I'm tired of defending you
I'm tired of you making me sad
I spent this past year growing up
'Cause I'm tired of feeling bad
6/15/2006
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