Mine/Yours/Hers
By Unintended •
You took away everything I loved
And made me hate it
The things close to me I left uncovered
Only for you to twist and change it
You sleep sound at night
Oblivious to your insensitivity
You stole what was mine
Through you I live in emotional poverty
I wrote the script you own
You reaped its benefits knowing I'd fall
To the wrong person it was shown
Followed by another casting call
You returned the script
But you took a page with you
The entire reading you shouldve kept
Now its just unwanted and cruel
It was once a perfect mould
You managed to distort and torture
I lack the strength and hold
Unable to bring it closer to restore