Off Of Me

Off Of Me

By Shaire Blythe

September 30, 2017

Proof of the abuse, word to word

I made my excuses
A naïve little girl

Caught up in what love was, to me
You'd say I was causing such a fuss over nothing
Then tell me whose makeup lies on the sink
So life's not like the movies?
All the lies come to light,

I have lost the peace
Was it never there, or buried in your confusion?
I must go by what I've seen
And that's plenty

You can have it all
I don't want no part
Take whatever you want, but not my destiny
I much rather walk by myself
I still wish you well
But I'm clean, washing you off of me