Even on bad terms, I still defend your name.
To you, you thought this was just a game.
You pushed me away, and wondered where I went.
These mixed messages, I carry are what you sent.
I didn't want you to save me, I just wanted to be free.
You can't fix these bullet holes, that you made.
I'm the one that suffered with these scars, that you gave me, I'm the one that paid.
Maybe someday, you'll understand.
As I let go of your hand.
My brain knew but my heart wasn't ready to walk out the door.
These signals that I gave you, you chose to ignore.
I hope this time I save myself from this damaged heart.
Two different worlds, torn apart.
Collaborated with my daughter " linsay "
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