Entitled

I woke up today
And felt my legs
For the first time
In what feels like years

I can hear you laugh
At the way I grasp this
Realization

She turned the feeling
Of simply being
Into
A forgotten stranger

And you may not mind
And you may be kind
But I
Still have this anger

You'll never believe it's true
And I couldn't make you

Even if I tried

You burst in my life
While I'm still trying to find
The flowers
Cracking the pavement

I'm cleaning up this mess
Forgetting what she said
With what
Fits in my hand

You're entitled to
The title that you can't
Always get what you want

You say I'm a bore
But I can make more than
Just
Sounds of failure

You say your art isn't a sport
But you show what I can't ignore

You'll never believe it's true
And I couldn't make you

Even if I tried



Credits
Writer(s): Jorge Peat
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