I used to beg,
I used to hope,
When broken, tried to mend, to cope,
Fed with lies and more lies,
Couldn’t keep up with the dust in my eyes,
Soft on the inside,
Weak on the outside,
Manned up for the wrong things,
Patching up broken wings,
But that was then,
That was before,
Not the same person anymore.
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