I probably am,
In a million different ways
That you forgot to define
Thinking them pre-defined facts
That I took so long to acknowledge.
You were worried
That I'd be one of them
You warned me against it
I took matters in a different head
I lied and cheated
My way out of things
I thought you saw me walk
Through every one of those thorns.
Believe me, I never knew,
That I would cheat you so.
I thought there were other things
That one had to be wary of
I didnt know things existed in me
That things would grow inborn.
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