One showed me lies and hate
one showed me hapiness and truth
one showed me I was nothing to anyone
while the other said it wasn't true.
One showed me my ugliness inside
and the hate inside of me
the other told me how pretty I was
and taught me of inner beauty.
One made me cry each day
for the fear that I had inside
the other showed me how strong I could be
and that was how he made me cry.
They both took a piece of me with them
each in a different way I guess
but I need to learn from what they have taught me
and then I'll get out of this mess.
The good one will not even talk to me
for reasons that I do not know
and the one who broke me the first time
refuses his heart to let go.
I guess love is blind as they say
for reasons that don't have to be
and the mind is as blind as the heart
for never letting them see.