Maybe It’s Me
At what point does it start being you?At what point do you accept maybe it's me?
I hear constantly it's not me, it's not my fault.
You're too strong for them, they can't control you.
You're too independent for them, it intimidates them.
You're too fierce for them, it scares them.
You're such a force to be reckoned with, it makes them run.
What I am hearing is that I am too much for anyone.
Each failed relationship... it's them, not me, right?
Each friend that has ghosted me... it's them, not me, right?
Each time they just can't find the time... it's them, not me, right?
Each time I'm stood up, left behind, forgotten about... it's them, not me, right?
So at what point do I accept that it's me?
Because the only common denominator in all of this that I can see... is me.
Maybe it's time to go accept that.
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