You are the hand that feeds me,
I let you down.
You gave me strength when I had none,
You housed me when I had no home,
You cared for me.
I let you down.
I should have known better,
I saw the signs,
I knew what I was doing,
And now, I have let you down.
There is no joy to escape the pain,
No false reality to cope,
Just a gut wrenching pain.
I let you down.
Stack it onto the ever growing heap.
You mirror my inner authority.
That looks at it all and realizes...
I let myself down.
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