I sat talking across from the person that knows me too well.
She is the mirror that I can’t avoid.
I have been fooling myself for so long,
I don’t normally get away with it this long.
Trying to justify my inner feelings
It’s normally a breeze to put feelings on paper,
But I’m having a hard time admitting those words.
“You are not that type of person.”
How do you ignore that statement?
They are words that seep into your psyche.
None of this makes any sense.
But I suppose it shows the truth,
Of how my head is truly working.
One last thought before I go,
I want to forgive you,
But I’m no longer that person
I’m the person you made me become.
I don’t know how to change that.