

You Don't Know MeYou don't know me,You Don't Know Me
not the real me. I'm giving up, starting over, becoming me. This is the best thing I can do. I've stayed hidden under a shroud, taking in the false self image. Being who I'm not, to fit in. I'm giving up on that false me, I'm starting over. The new me will shine through, like a ray of sunshine on a clouded day. People will be confused. " Why has she changed?" they will ask. " This is the real me." I will respond. " The me you should know." You don't know me, not the real me. And I want to give


Broken PromiseYou broke your promise, right along with my heart. I thought I could trust you, and you me. But I was wrong. I was happy and thought the same of you. That is until you accused me, blamed me. I did nothing wrong, so why must I suffer the consequences. I'd had many of the same feelings, but made no move, because I trusted you. I didn't want to lose someone so special, something I'll never get back. I care for you more than you will ever know. I want you to listen to me, but you won't hear me out. I have a lot to be said, but yBroken Promise