I will never be bait
I will never be your own idea of me
I will never live up to your expectations of me
I will never live in your fears that you call “Being realistic”
I will never change myself for you
I will never put myself lower then you so you can feel bigger
I will never be a play thing
I will never put my life on pause for you
I will never be pulled in to depths of my sadness
I will never let you pull and push me to your satisfaction
I will never stop being myself
I will never EVER be bait
Not again
Not EVER again
Sometimes I wish my heart didn’t exceed my own body
It sucks honestly
You blindly take the hate people give
And think “They only want the best for me, Right?”
They care for you right?
They don’t
So…
I will never waste my breath on you ever again
I don’t ever want my pain and hurt to come back
Being hateful towards everyone and everything is dark
Living in the darkness was like drowning
Now I embrace it
And spreading positivity is what I do best
Being me
Is what I do best
Not what you expected of me, huh?
Cool, that’s what I want
You want to know what I truly think?
The sweet naïve girl you thought I was
Everyone one of you lives in fear and negativity
You feared someone who was a weak
But you saw someone who was vulnerable
Someone who was less then you
So
I was bait
Like any other scared two faced friends
You used my kindness and twisted it
You molded my personality
Something you wanted
I lived in fear of you
And you lived in fear of me
Because if I ever realized what you were doing
You should be ashamed
If I realized what more I was capable of
I would be stronger than you
Well,
Your nightmare came true
The naïve girl
That you told
Would end up in abusive relationship
That people would sink their teeth into me
That I couldn’t accomplish nothing
That my dreams were flying too close to the sun
And I would burn
How wrong you are my old friend
You know me
My risky ambition and determination
The love I have for myself
Surpass your own
And that won’t change
Call it what you want
But I will never be stoop to your level of wicked
I am not you
And I am not bait
I will never be bait
And I accomplished something
Without you
And that thing
Is being better off without you
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