Dear You
Dear You,
The one that left me without self respect
The one that never thought to show me...
To show me that I am not the bad guy here
The one that made me feel ugly
The one that never thought about my feelings
Yes you.
I'm talking to You
The one that controlled me
The one that used me...
Used me until I was used up
The one that made me think I was useless
Well, here's to you.
For making me a toy
For not allowing me to belong to anyone
(Except to You)
I couldn't even live for myself
So, I ask you
Was it really necessary?
Did I really need to be played with
when You were bored?
Did I really need to be thrown away
when You had a dream?
A dream...
That dream that you said brought You up in the world
That dream that made you think You could get caught
Was it really the dream that made it bad?
Or was it wrong from the start?
Because You didn't seem to see my tears
You didn't seem to see my feelings of worthlessness
All You seemed to see
Was that You wanted to play
Sincerely You know who
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