I got comfortable, again.
and i stated the obvious; the things that maybe you can see.
Possibly the ability to see right through me.
I let it slip, i let you in and I wish I could take back the night.
That's closest inside me that you'll ever be.
I'm not okay with my history, i'm not okay with my past just yet.
Now I get ready to pay my sentence, and leave behind what i wish to be my reality.
I did this to me, I put myself here.
and from now on , i leave you there; right where i found you.
i'll bow my head down, and listen to you.
i'll be another number and some random girl.
I set the standards to high and thought you see me differently.
i don't even see myself differently.
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