How Could I?
For a lost friendship that only you feel
I had been everything this me would hate, But how could I hate the self that brought me here?
Every action this me would fight against, But how could I fight the self that's turned me into the warrior?
All the love that wasn't right, Yet here I am, not loving the me that needed love.
It's for the unspoken hurt, The unwritten pain, The unsaid apologies, The blind eyes we all turned.
It's for one seeing wrong, and another losing interest, It's for a faded joy, that may have crossed my mind alone. But I could never blame it on the me that wasn't scared. Flawed,........ but how could I?
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