You mean, nasty selfish thing, I knew it was never just something that came from withinTrauma, grief and bullying too, gradually brought me closer to youYes maybe you had a purpose then, and for that I will always call you my friendBut all you did was land me in a dark place, Mentally and physically which showed in my faceLife was painful and torturous to live, When you had me in your tightening gripsYou were there to fall back on if I had had a row Or when the intrusive thoughts got loudIt wasn’t until time had gone on, that I realised everything you told me was so wrongIt isn’t until this day that I have felt different, maybe by not listening to you, I will be able to feel self sufficientI will be at home happy and well, Never having to breathe in that clinical hospital smellHospitals, yes that was another thing Somewhere I swear to never get myself back inI have other talents now, life is worth more without you, and for that reason I feel proud
You mean nasty, selfish thing, I can’t wait too see what a life without you brings