would it be enough for you to say that you were wrong
would it be enough for you to miss me when I’m gone
Losing my balance over a lack of accountability it’s killing me softly
Im drowning in coffee
I need my senses back they left my senses black
Nobody cares so feelings we spare until therapy is in session it’s been a while since poetry left me feeling aware
Maybe it’s about time I set those boundaries…where was I wrong???
But don’t be surprised when the better me has arrived
I want my life back I’m taking back what you illegally stole.