Escaping

You encourage me to tell you my feelings

But then you don’t listen

So many restrictions you give me subconsciously

I can hardly stand on my feet with you pushing me to be someone I’m not

So there’s the truth,

I’m better off without you,

But I stay hoping you will change,

You’re always joking when you say

I should leave

But next time you poke at me

I might just have to.


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