My dreams are mine to shatter if I want to
Not yours
Don't think for one minute
That you own me
Or ever did
I am my own person
I always was

I'm sick of disappointment
I'm sick of the empty promise
I'm sick of one-sided effort

I could leave so easily
I seriously could

If you wanted to make me afraid, you failed
You've only shown me your own fears
You wanted to keep me locked in a cage
But hey, I was meant to fly

I am not your decoration
I am not your bracelet
I am not your trophy to show off

I am not your damn accessory
That you can bring to all the parties for some cooler status
Just to forget I even exist

Fuck this, I'm sick of it
You don't even know
How exhausted I am
Of having to show UP for YOU,
When YOU CAN'T show up for ME

The truth lies in the pages
Of what you've repeatedly rejected
Passions that are interwoven but unmatched
It's ok, you gave me the matches
Now I'll light the fire

Thank you for your inspiration
The betrayal...
The false hopes...
An earnest complaint
Met by a few days of fulfillment
Only to be left stranded
Again
Glad to know this is how much I mean to you
And that this is how much you value my passions

My dreams are mine to cherish, share, and bloom
Whether that's with or without you