Sometimes I wish that you could see me. Not as who you want me to be, but who I am. Listen to me closely when I say that I will never be that person again. There once was a time when I was easily influenced, and yes I gave in. It took a while, but after searchingI found the strength and the courage to win.
Do you remember how lost and afraid I was? The sick fact that you took advantage of me just because. What exactly is it that you want from me? Some company, and eager listening ear, or place where you can feel free. Please tell me that your nonsense makes more sense to you than it does to me.