And just for thought...
You told me who I once was,
pretending you knew me through and through,
but you never cared enough to ask me.
I tried to let you see.
It was always one or another with you.
I was either the devil or a saint.
You could never give me a solid choice
but I was never either.
You saw two different, made up versions of me.
You preferred the saint when I was the devil
and the devil when I was your imagined saint.
You never saw anything that was inside,
pretending to know the ins and out of my life.
I was never as wonderful as you made me out to be
nor was as I as horrible as you care to think.
I was just a kid like you searching for my place.
You were the one thing in this world I loved most.
I wish I had realized then how far down you kept me
but I made my decisions.
I know now I am the only one who can write the script to my life
even if I'm just another person searching for who I am.
You no longer have any say, devil or a saint.
I prefer just to be human.
At the end of the day, I'm just a girl who has been in love with writing her entire life. I am full of quirks, anxieties, fears, joys, laughter. And all I have wanted to do was give the world a smile.