He did'nt turn out to be who I thought he was.
He became this person I wish I could've seen through.
To see who he was so I did'nt have to deal with it.
To deal with him and get so hurt while doing so.
Now it's so different.
He thinks he has me on a string.
Not knowing that I knew he was going to tie me up all along, so I had the
sizzors ready in my back pocket.
He never realized I had already cut the string.
And he can't push and pull me anyway he wants anymore.
I have him on a string now.
He just has'nt realized it yet.
He won't bring me down.
I won't let him.
But he will pay, that I know for sure.
There will never be a cure.
A cure for the way he is.
A cure for the way he thinks.
I have to hand it to him though he gave me a challenge.
Maybe not all bad came from this.
Maybe I needed this to happen, to open my eyes.
To make me realize I need to take control again.
Once again I need to be the "untouchable", the "unreachable".
So instead of me saying "F**k You" I should say "Thank You, for making me
realize what I have to do, and rather what I have to be."
 
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