I took a long good look in the mirror today
My my, how much I have changed over the years
But today I see much more than the physical extras
There has been a lot of emotional changes too
I've watched as pieces of myself left with those who called me "friend"
And recieve nothing in return but lost hours, even days of my life
Funny how the mirror reveals these things
I promised myself I wouldn't get angry at these people that called me "friend"
Because I'm a patient and forgiving person
But even patience wears thin and you get tired of forgiving
And in the end, you lose faith in those you call "friend"
Now I realize that some of you have to be cut loose
Because no longer will I give a shit about you
No longer will I give you 99.9% of my all
Only to be left with a small spark of myself and pray that it don't burn out
No longer will I watch as I am forgotten for all that I've done for you
And that when it comes time to do for me, you are no where near
No shoulder, no hug, no uplifting, not even a fucking hello
Fuck those who have done these things to me, you all know who the hell you are
You all should be a fucking ashamed of yourselves
Now I realize that it was not my friendship that they were after
I was just the hired help to you
Well I quit
Find someone else to be all that I have been to you
Cause I refuse to do it any longer
I refused to be used, to be hurt, and to cry over any of you
Now I realize I don't need you, so thanks for being the rotten assholes you are
Because now I can watch you wither and die
As I grow stronger
that raw reality that i needed to read.. damn brother... that last line was just like the killer of it all, " because now i can watch you wither and die as i grow stronger" well said.
It sounds as if this is coming from someone that refuses to put up with this anymore,you continously let the ink bleed from the pen,splurged out your emotions as they hit you,refusing to hold back anything,i can definatley relate to it,i love the "moving on" type vibe and admire your strength"Because now i can watch you wither and die,as i grow stronger".You gained strength as you pieced this poem together,and thats what made it so emotionally raw,pure--PRiNCE