I would rather go back to the years I have wasted with you,

and make a masterpiece of myself.

Bestowed you all the love and damaged my soul.

Mistaken you for some deity,

I never thought you weren't worth the devotion,

blessed with a good heart maybe I should be the one,

worshipped for my emotions of sanity.

Fairly did things, I am happy with myself,

moving on with a crown on my head.

-Riya Shah

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