For Nothing

Can’t sleep because I’m thinking

Thinking of everything I’ve lost

Everything I gave up

Everything I give up

On a weekly basis

Everything I choose to ignore

Every time I bite my tongue

All of the anger I hold in

All of the water under that stupid bridge

For what?

For me?

For you?

For us?

For nothing.

 

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