You’ve always been my safe space, my anchor,
But it starts to feel like I’m annoying you.
Like that one picture frame everyone has
That’s just kinda off and doesn’t really fit in.
I only wanted to show you
What I’ve worked on for so long,
And you seemed to be annoyed by it
And didn’t really pay attention.
I have expected it from them,
But not from you, never you.
When did this happen?
Everything is falling apart,
And you were the one I was sure who’d stay.
Now, you’re becoming more like them,
Not really caring about me
Unless it’s necessary.
But maybe that’s my fault, again.
Maybe I’m the one pushing people away,
Because why else would everyone leave?