To the Girl I was before

I saw the innocence in your eyes
I’m sorry I robbed you of your youth
I’m sorry I couldn’t save you from you
That I had to be both the blessing and the lesson
The giver and the taker
I’m sorry I robbed you
Almost easily
Because I didn’t fight for you
Why didn’t I fight for you?
I should’ve fought for you
You deserved that much
You deserved a shoulder to cry on
You deserved a voice
You deserved to be heard
The pain on your heart silenced your words
The voices in your head overshadowing the ones on your mind
Mind. Over. Matter

I remember the girl choosing matter over mind
I thought mine never mattered
Until my mind was the only thing that mattered
My Minds. Over . What mattered
I saved myself when there wasn’t much left to save
I reinvented myself with all of the nothing I had left to spare

My heart hurts for the girl I was a year ago
I remember your pain
It’s like a echo
In moments of peace
I’m reminded why I shouldn’t take it for granted
Every time I’m given more, I take some away and give it back
I remember what it felt like to have it all taken from me
When all I held out was a hand

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