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And I'm Not Sorry

Poetry By: Christian Taylor

This poem is about standing up for yourself and having no regrets for standing up against people who treat you bad in some way.

Submitted:Jul 21, 2012    Reads: 346    Comments: 27    Likes: 9   

And I'm not sorry,

Not sorry for standing up against you.

I'm not sorry,

Not sorry for walking away from the constant drama.

You played the mind games,

Leaving me wondering if its love or friendship.

Never letting me be me,

Always feeling like being me is a crime for you.

You say this is who you are,

You say you can be a b---- and blunt without regrets.

Thought you were being sarcastic,

Thanks for the warning.

Love and friendship was blurred,

Nothing I said was ever good enough for you.

Critical of yourself,

Never letting my honesty shine through.

Drama is not your thing,

Different story through others' eyes.

Feelings towards you have become numb,

Some things said can never be taken back.

Friends of mine warned me to bail,

But wouldn't listen to them.

A text or two is all it took,

To realize how right my friends were.

Questions I had were answered by the texts,

Why you're single?

Why past relationships failed for you?

Why other women despise you?

Girl, I guess I saw your true colors,

What a surprise it was.

Memories of good times exists,

But the last couple weeks will haunt for life.

You call me selfish and immature,

When the mirror shows your image and not mine.

Girl, you made the choices,

And realize soon enough what your wrongs were.

May your days get brighter,

And lessons learned from past mistakes.

Just let me live, don't need your permission.

Make my own decisions, already looked in the mirror.

Absolutely no regrets!


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