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Thursday, May 20, 2021

Under the bus


I can't belive I couldn't see
That you are nothing like me
My mistake was trusting you
Believing in human decency

You made yourself so small
So petty and mean and shallow
I wanted to lift us both up
But instead you made us fall

You dismissed my truth
And twisted my words
And I didn't see it coming
Somehow you blindsided me

So now I'm hurt and angry
But who am I too blame
Me, you, the bus, or the driver
I'm run over all the same.