You were never good for me.
Maybe I should have been a little smarter
A little more aware of what was happening
That I, slowly, was becoming something
I had never intended myself to be:
Weak.
Weak in the mind, in the heart
In my morals, what I knew was wrong
Didn't feel wrong anymore
What was right didn't seem to matter.
But you, you were the one who showed
Me everything I never want to become again
You showed me how I never want to be treated
You showed me how I never want to feel
But, most importantly, you showed me
Who I should never allow myself to become again
You never helped me tie my laces
Just watched me fall, over and over
And for that, I am grateful