I'm done writing for you

Stop blocking me in

I'm finding something new

I won't be calling again

I'm far too convinced

I can't be good enough

I've had a hard time since

You asked me to just be tough

Your encouragements and songs

Playlists and empowerments

Ring empty, hollow, wrong

They only make me tense

Mistrustful and cautious

Promises are meaningless

I find old plans are nautious

Holes and tears in the seamless

Way things were supposed to be

You had it all mapped out

To-do items, one two three

That you never brought about

It was supposed to be you

I'm so thankful it's not

Your words weren't true

I'm leaving that future to rot.