Molded

I wanted to be  
eveything you wanted  
that pefect fit  
the one your momma told you about  
have everything in me you need
be your thearpist when you need to talk
lend you my ears eveytime you need someone to listen  
wrap my arms around you when pain rocks you
I would've allowed you to put me together  
to be the piece of the puzzle you've been missing  
handle your heart with care  
the thought that i'll break it is your biggest fear
I've worked so hard @ being perfect for you
that i've been drained  
appreaciation went out the window  
in love i became molded into this bitter woman
who blames men for the baggage you left me with
being me wasn't enough so you tried mold me into other people
you wanted to talk like other woman you fell for
treat me like they would treat you  
I didn't know how to be anyone but me
you created your perfect women in the model of your three bestfriends