Why do you concern yourself with them,
With her, with them, with him,
They have no place in your life anymore,
And with good reason,
You find ways to check in,
Ways to rewind yourself to a time when they mattered,
Remind yourself of situations that no longer require your opinion.
The stories you create, the shows you put on, on all this wasted talent and failed
I know it’s hard baby,
These things, those people that drive you crazy,
And you know your coping mechanisms aren’t doing you any favors,
Yet, you run back to them as though they can fix you.
And maybe you think they do,
Think they truly can,
But those temporary fixes, that one hit,
Is only undoing everything you set in place,
Holding you back, from what?
I can’t tell you,
But I know you can be better,
Or…I hope you can,
Because these thoughts and habits are addicting,
Habits can be broken,
Cycles change as often as the season,
And I wish you could learn the damage you’re causing to your soul,
Learn now baby girl,
Because they aren’t worth it,
They don’t have to drag you down to their hell,
I know baby, you drink and self medicate to drown them out,
But their storms are only as strong as you allow,
And once you learn that,
I can’t wait to see the outcome.