Everything you have seen before you
Are all the stories from my past
Each newer poem, lies within
A closer, more recent, but still just as distant
Past full of objective memories and one sided stories
These were my tales, my own inner self
Painted on the outside about my life
The truth of the past riddled with lies
Still exists behind us, unable to be washed away
I chose to greet you once again, under the guidelines
That you will change your tune or I will
My presence is optional, trust still unearned
But as long as you remain civil, staying in your lane
Then this arrangement shall continue on a while longer
Because I no longer care for the feelings
My past dredges up, I stopped letting it bother me
I realized I can't make everyone happy, so why try?
It's not my job to sit and baby you, appease you
I don't have to give out more than what I want of myself
Unsatisfied with how things are? Go ahead
Leave, that's what you wanted to do anyways
It doesn't matter if I care or not, that's not the issue
But I have my own problems so stop giving me yours
Yeah I meddled in the past, playing peace maker
No more though, I'm sick of that shit
Need help? Go talk to that professional you
Lorded over me for years, trying to force my hand
Spill your own guts to a stranger, that's not what I need right now
I have a goal, and dreams to uphold
I have my own set of friends and buddies
I may not have a set path outlined ahead
But I sure do have my foot in the door, making progress
Everyone can keep coming at me all they like
Though they will just flow right on past me
I only make time for the ones that truly need me