Some say I changed.
I might have.
But that's what happens when you get hurt;
When you get disappointed
By the very same people
You thought you could trust
And when they don't understand
How an apology isn't enough anymore,
How their excuses won't change the fact
I got tired
Of feeling this void inside me
Which I tried to fill with their empty words more often than not;
Of being constantly underestimated
And misunderstood by those who are indifferent
To the patched,
Overlooked wounds I always carry with me.
So maybe it was for the best,
And nip it in the bud was all I needed
This whole time.
Because you cannot expect a flower to bloom in an empty dessert.


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