Poeta Nascitur, Non Fit

4

I wanted to say sorry for all the things I've done.

I didn't know how much I could hurt someone.

I didn't understand why I would get in trouble

Because I thought that's how he felt, I thought he might be proud.

I realize now and that hurt has doubled

Because manipulation was the real game, he just wanted a crowd.

I can see him much more clearly now.

We both believed him, look at us now.

Hating him but we still can't get away,

Threatening to leave but we all just stay.