by Kaylee

I looked for you, I fought to find you and bring you home. I tried to give you hope, when things seemed so bleak, and to give you an shoulder to lean on.

All because you said I was a good person.

I wanted to prove you right, to be what you thought you saw in me. It forced me to look at myself and see just how truly misguided I was.

You were my salvation.

Then I told you everything about me. Spilled out all my sins.

Do you still see the good in me?

Do you see me?

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