Own.

You’ve got me going up and down
like some sort of sad clown.
I don’t know how I feel
or even just how to deal
with all these conflicting emotions
when really, I’m just going through the motions
of pretending and acting
and I'm watching you be distracting.
With the way you smile and the fact that you don't care
And it really isn't fair
The way you used me, bruised me
You locked me out and tossed away the key.
Left me blindsided and afraid
And expected me to fade.
Now I'm wondering what's going to come next
And I'm really quite vexed
With all these thoughts and musings.
I'm just trying to make it to Spring's
wind to blow me away
and hoping the road out is one-way.
My mind is filled up to the brim
as I try to remember not to sink but to swim.
I’ll reach up until I find air.
What is air?
It’s the stuff I use to make it through
as I walk around with your tattoo
of a memory that I don’t need.
I’m gonna push past it and exceed
all the misgivings you held until the finish.
Never again will I let anyone diminish
who I am and what I stand for.
I’ve got one last thing to say before
the close and then I’ll be done.
and we can move on to the next one:
I’m gonna make it through til the end
and I’m not trying to offend
but I’m better off without more friends.
I'll keep the ones I love and know
and the ones that I'll never outgrow
but now it's time to go
and you're the one thing I'm glad to let go.