I'm done

 — by the girl who believed a little too much


I'm done with pixel-perfect lies,

Face-painted hidden disguise.

Love can't bloom where truth won't stay,

So I'm wanting to walk away today.


I fell for a voice so far — a lie

That wasn't his at all.

Warmth that felt like home, so fake,

A ghost I learned too late to take.


He let me love a shadow dance,

Watched me fall for a false romance.

Smiled while wearing a borrowed face,

Erasing all that time and space.


This ain't anger, just a plea,

A dignity born from pain so deep.

No explanations needed —

I'm done being broken at the end.


Stayed for a soul I thought was true,

Not for a mask, not for the view.

Now I'm shattered once again

For his lies and all he's done.

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