Broken Tiara

I used to be your princess

I used to be the one 

But then i got you thinkin 

That you shouldn’t be with someone 

 

I stayed up with you at night 

Talked you outta suicide 

Now you gon treat me like this? 

You’re just gonna to shove me aside? 

 

You stared at me in photographs

A smirk on your face, 

You were proud that we were together

How could I have ever known that it was just a phase? 

 

You used me

Abused me 

Now I’m the one to apologize? 

I dunno about you but I don’t think that’s right. 

 

I used to be your princess

I used to be the one 

But then i got you thinkin 

That you shouldn’t be with someone 

 

I never tried to hurt you 

I was only trying to cope 

But I could never fix 

The part of me that you broke

 

You crafted a crown 

Then took it apart one-by-one 

The missing pieces remained unnoticed 

But it was clear to me when you were done. 

 

You gave me stockholm syndrome 

A feeling I wont forget 

An opposite magnet 

To someone I will never get. 

 

I used to be your princess

I used to be the one 

But then i got you thinkin 

That you shouldn’t be with someone 

 

You tell me that I am your pain 

Wrapped up in a dress

But it’s not my fault 

That you’re depressed

 

 

This poem is about: 
Me

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