Why did I give you control?
You who warned me of your ways, and still like the first brown leaf at the start of autumn I fell.
You never once told me that you liked my smile or said I was beautiful,
Yet every time I looked in your eyes I believed for a moment that I was.
You pushed me away more times than you drew me in and yet I still was yearning for your affection.
You told me you were a "simple man", yet there was nothing simple about you.
How could I be so naive and let you have your way with me?
My screams give me nightmares.
I thought I rid myself from your unworthy clutch, and like a limp flower, I turned toward what I thought was your sunshine.
Turns out you're nothing more than a flickering fluorescent lightbulb that needs to be discarded for some actual sunlight.
You knew what you were doing and gave a second thought about it.
Your manipulation will no longer work to make me turn a blind eye.
I tell myself I am beautiful and truly believe that I am.
I found the sunlight from within myself that you could never give me.
You no longer have control over me.
I hope the next girl after me realizes sooner than I did how nice the sun feels compared to your fake light.