The Lost Cause


I wasn’t good enough, 

Didn’t care about your stuff, 

Couldn’t measure up, 

Looked at the half empry cup, 

And decided it was half full, 

Bought into the lies and all the bull, 

Kept searching, kept hoping, 

Turns out I wasn’t ready for eloping. 

Thinking about it more and more, 

I wasn’t exactly ready for what was in store, 

It wasn’t me who didn’t desere you, 

It wasn’t me who didn’t stay true. 

Turns out I’m the winner at the end, 

Yet it’s my heart that is still on the mend, 

When the movie ended, all could see, 

It was you who wasn’t good enough for me. 


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