Perception Of My Life
I could throw a fit but I quietly stay back,
When you make me seem like nothing.
But instead I wait, my patience a lie,
inside the perception is tearing me apart alive.
What you show me doesn't match what you said,
I constantly question what I did.
I'm far from perfect but I try my hardest,
But only for everyone outside myself.
You might have been truthful,
It may have simply changed,
Even if that quickness seems so strange.
I love is the beginning of a sentence,
A commitment in life to show it,
But people today dont understand this.
Most of them continuously blow it.
You give me hope and take it away,
But you are the third to do this the same,
So what I beg do I do that deserves this betray.
I'm broken hearted starting to feel I must be to blame.
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