NOT THEM (Part-1)

You piss me off - this journey feels endless, the road is rough You're right - I lied but I hated the way you said it, then cried I felt the crush of regret and shame, I'm sorry - what I did was lame My apology feels like an arrow, shot in vain lost in the wind, missing its aim Instead, all that's hurt is my fragile pride; To fix it, I threaten to cut the ties "I need space", I claim pulling away but it's the sound of losing you that plays On repeat in my head, nonstop I want you to know - I'm not them, I'm not