I have forgotten my self-worth
I’m living in a curse.
Perhaps its because of all of these broken promises.
Or that I’m open to all of these compromises.
Truth is I’ve lost my creative process.
It has become a never ending game of chess.
Doesn’t matter what the outcome is
When in reality all you’re out to do is you.
I guess you can finally say I am done.
Now I will always be that one.
That raised you to the platform you needed to be on.
I just hope you miss me before I’m gone.