NOT THE SAME

Some say I changed. I might have. But that's what happens when you get hurt; When you get disappointed By the very same people You thought you could trust And when they don't understand How an apology isn't enough anymore, How their excuses won't change the fact I got tired Of feeling this void inside me Which I tried to fill with their empty words more often than not; Of being constantly underestimated And misunderstood by those who are indifferent To the patched, Overlooked wounds I always carry with me. So maybe it was for the best, And nip it in the bud was all I needed This whole time. Because you cannot expect a flower to bloom in an empty dessert.