I'm not okay with everything

Sun, 11/02/2014 - 18:00 -- CS110

I'm not your doormat

I'm not your fallback

 

I'm not soley here to comfort you

When no one else will deal with you

 

My accepting nature has becomea weakness

Since you started exploiting it for your own

And now I am afraid to express myself

Because you became friends with the fake me

 

The real me makes her own choices

The real me doesnt just follow along

But I'm afraid to be strong

Around my closest friends

 

 

I need their companionship

But the real me recognizes  their wrongs

And I want to stand up to them

Could the real me still be friends?

 

 

 

 

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