By Courtney/haylow81@yahoo.com
Date: 19 February 2001
How Did I Get Here
It hurts, ya know?
Thinking I've been what you needed,
wanted
all this time.
Only to realize
I'm not,
never will be.
I keep thinking it'll change
be different
when you return-thinking you'll see
what I've ultimately sacrificed
for you
and this...
whatever "this" was supposed to be.
But my heart is wise
when my head is naive
and
my pride will be strong
when my hands get lonely
which they will
for you.
But all I'm left with
is questions to go
unanswered
and expectations to go
unmet
and the nagging, taunting thought
of
How I got here
in the first place.
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