Mad at the wrong person

Written about my ex

 

Mad at a person I’m not really mad at.

Upset about something I’m not really upset about.

Pissed off at the wrong person.

Crying the wrong tears.

Trying to hide all of my fears.

These things that I fear and are caused by one being

This being I hate is none other than me.

The one that I’ve lied to,

The one that I’ve hurt,

All this because of one measly jerk.

When I denied myself the truth,

And closed my eyes real tight,

Only he would stay in my sight.

Now that I am awake I wipe the sleep from my eye

And I listen as I’m told I deserve a better guy.