Jaded

I put in the time I put in the hours

The minutes the days the weeks

And never once misrepresented who I am

Even though I'm growing to complete

You left me here with rose petals withered in my hands

That once the wind comes blow away

And now I'm looking at these hands that once held a flower

Believing hoping that pain will wash away

I can set you free and watch you fly away, like a butterfly

You just metamorphosize

All this regret isn't even what I prophesize