What is the issue? The issue is I haven’t forgiven myself for allowing love to tear me down. I thought I was helping, I was beneficial to you and forgot about being beneficial to myself. I picked u up every time u fell; I gave what was left of me when I really had nothing to give; I loved unconditionally. But all I felt was continuous hurt.
U were a storm and I sat in it. I made a fool of myself for us. You talk about embarrassment... and I’m angry because you’ve embarrassed us. You’ve talked down on me and to me. U left me, U played me, U loved to hate me. And I stayed.
U say I’m not humble, I’m mental, I’m sick, I play games; I’m this way or that way. But I wasn’t until I experienced you. If you can’t remember who I used to be then that’s fucked up becuse I remember the beginning before you tore at me. I was weak I was vulnerable and I loved deeply. A sheep in a room full of wolves.
I got eaten.
And u ate at everything in me. Now that I have shed all fear and show no signs of weakness for u to tear at you’ve found a new thing to hate I’m no longer,
humble or human. Right?
I can’t blame you for what or who I’m becoming because I chose to stay at some point. I chose to allow your thoughts, actions, and words towards me to change how I saw myself. So when u wanna know what the issue is...the issue is I lost me indefinitely.
About the Creator
Kueen Stayrich
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