Enchantment Desert Magazine August2016 | Page 24

Poetry for the soul

by: Michael Lovato

As you walk out of my life, there's one thing I want you to do, just know that all I ever did, was try to be good to you.

Because of your past pain, you couldn't accept me, your judgement was always clouded, you wouldn't allow yourself to be free.

All that was done to you, you are now doing to me, mistaking me for those who came before, I was good, but that you couldn't see.

I tried to be something, that you had always wanted, when in reality it turns out, I was someone you never wanted.

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