You, aimed at you.
You know who you are?
Ha!
I know myself,
now, I know myself.
Tears fell plenty,
let me leave that behind.
So young a poisoned mind
by the people they've become.
I am done.
I smile as I pass,
I laugh at their 'hurtful' words.
I am content,
now, I am content.
See what you see,
read what you read.
You may not trust this,
but I know its truth.
That will do.
Don't cry, my pretty,
you can't be hurt over this.
I don't deserve even your pity because
I am strong enough.
This is nothing,
not so subtle nothing,
look at what you did!
I still cry over that,
almost died over that,
and yet remained loyal at your side.
Dear, you can't see my rotting insides.
So don't you dare judge.
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