Perspectives

The fire that was once within me

The charisma you once knew

It is almost gone

It has been subdued


First, you accused me of being someone

Someone that I so obviously am not

You cast me in the role you needed me to play

So you would not be distraught


You want me to be weak

You want me to be wrong

But those are not my lyrics

That is not my song


I want you to be you

As much as I only want to be me

I need you to let me go

And I want you to set me free


Please do not be mistaken

Do not misinterpret me

That is not a request

Nor is it a plea


My story is mine

And it is mine alone

Please don’t expect me to be your everything

Do not ask me to be your home


I have sacrificed and served

I have answered the call and paid my dues

And now, I need my freedom

Even if that means you must lose

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