Push and Pull
Push and pull.
Scream and whisper.
Thats what I see in our relationship.
You and I can't seem to stop.
We can't stop yelling or pushing.
You push me down and I fall.
Yet you pull me up and tell me to get on my feet.
We both scream at each other.
I'm tired of all the fighting.
I'll whisper to calm myself down.
And you yell even louder.
Don't tell me what to do.
I am an independent young woman.
I may be to young for moving out on my own, but I know how to survive in the world.
I've been to places you've never been to.
I've dealt with things people can only imagine.
I am a survivour.
I won't stop until I win.
I will win this fight.
I won't go back there.
I won't go back to you.
I won't just yet.
I'll leave everything behind me and start new.
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