because I can

[sabrinanineteen]

Everybody look.
Turn back in the book
To the page where the crook came
And took our lives away.
The sound of the turning pages makes the minutes seem like ages,
And in that time
We fall into rhyme with the rest.
My God, I have not been blessed.
None of us have.
Look at this town and the people in it struggling- mad.
Look at the lives of the husbands and wives
Trying to give their kids the things they never had.
Look at this life, this job, this car, this apartment.
Look at my mouth
Struggling to say the things that my heart meant.
Look at how I hurt you.
Look at my world falling apart in spite of my virtue.
Listen to this song.
Hear the words and know it's wrong
To hate yourself.
But some things in life just can't be helped.

Everybody look.
This is the book
Of self-doubt.
I wrote you in.
It's up to you to write yourself out.