wise up

I was so naive and obsessive.

I never truly loved I was merely possessive.

You know me always trying to pass the blame.

My capriciousness is just plain lame.

Getting wounded eventually made me grounded.

I wish I would’ve found the strength before.

My immaturity was definitely a yoke lore.

The wound is the solution I finally found.

How does that sound?

Now I’m emotionless.

Enough to invoke finesse.

Calmly analyzing.

Very gratifying.

No turning back the new me is just too satisfying.

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