I'm a burden.
A boulder against your chest.
A chain looped across your neck.
I'm a burden.
You're better than what I gave.
You're better than what I have.
I'm a burden.
You don't want what I have.
You left cause I'm a mess.
I'm a burden.
There's nothing even left.
There's nothing here,
No rest.
I'm a burden.
No peace here left.
A toxic waste.
A trauma case.
A wreck.
A mess.
A burden.
But at least now,
I am not your burden.
Your mess.
Your wreck.
Your trauma case.
Your toxic waste.
Chained across your neck.
Held against your chest.
You're free from me.
Free from me.
From me.
Me.
Burden free of me,
And that's how things should be.
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