her story vs. mine
November 8, 2010
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riddles mixed with rhyme.
music vs. line.
same story, different time.
her story vs. mine.
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I held my head high as you tore me down for all to see,
Standing vulnerable and naked, clutching at my dignity.
And as they stared, I pretended like I wasn’t aware,
That I didn’t care,
But this humiliation was too much for me to bear.
I played the part, I played it well,
I don’t think anyone could tell,
That I was having trouble breathing,
That my heart was barely beating,
While you parade around town,
With someone new to push around.
I close my eyes, and tread softly through my world,
Refusing to believe I’ve become this broken-hearted girl,
Because one wrong step, and I’ll go crashing through the floor,
But the pounding on my pride is almost too loud to ignore.
And then it happened; I knew it would eventually,
I knew it would catch up to me.
The truth burst through me like a hurricane wind,
Tore through my defenses like they were paper-thin.
Exposed the truth I’d been suppressing at my core,
That what you did left me in pieces on the floor.
It took all the king’s horses and all the king’s men,
To patch me back up, make me human again.
The road to recovery was twisted and long,
But I’m a survivor, and I’m moving on.
I never thought I could feel this strong,
After all those months of tucking pain into songs,
But I’m happier now than I’ve ever been,
Now that you’re gone, so let freedom ring.
There’s no way that I’d ever let you back in,
So tell me now, what were you even thinking?
Was it not enough to watch me fall into pieces?
You’re nothing but a long list of walking contradictions.
You may have fooled me once when I was naïve and young,
But I can see now you’re only looking out for number one.
I’ve learned my lesson, that love should be selfless,
And you need to learn how to keep your commitments.
Didn’t think I’d be able, but I’ll learn to love again,
Someday I’ll be able to let someone in,
He won’t be perfect, but he’ll be everything you aren’t,
And better yet, he won’t be anything you are.
