Saturday, 15 June 2013


There is nothing quite like the sting
Of changing for someone
Only to find out
You are still not the person they want
Some spend years
Trying to fit someone Else's Life
In a way that is irreplaceable
Only to be replaced anyway
It such a bitter helplessness
To be willing to give anything
To be willing to give what someone needs
But knowing deep down
You will be:
A person of NO importance

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