The Longer You Wait, And This Is

Maybe It Didn’t Seem Like A Big Deal To You Zach. But Now, I Hope You Understand. My World Was Collapsing. I Needed Those Notes. I Needed Any Hope Those Notes Might Have Offered. And You? You Took That Hope Away. You Decided I Didn’t Deserve To Have It.

After All, How Often Do We Get A Second Chance?

How Many Times Had I Let Myself Connect With Someone Only To Have It Thrown Back In My Face?

Will I Ever Get Control Of My Life? Will I Always Be Shoved Back And Pushed Around By Those I Trust?

You Told Me I Wrote That Poem Because I Was Afraid Of Dealing With Myself. And I Used My Mom As An Excuse, Accusing Her Of Not Appreciating Or Accepting Me, When I Should Have Been Saying Those Words Into A Mirror.