It was your fault
You made me this person
you made me this suit of fragile emotions and tired old rags you threw away the scraps of someone you used to be you left me here with tattered memories visions of a future we don't have anymore
now I'm the person you used to be
just leave me here
until I find
the next one
The above is a poem, brought to us by the muses, who alighted upon me by inspiring me through the lyric of the day, which is from Elliot Smith's "Between the Bars"
People you've been before
That you don't want around anymore
That push and shove and bend to your will
I'll keep them still"