I step away from that

I'm no door mat to step on
I'm no 'duty call' on your fucking phone
When will I get what I want?

Trying to please others all the time
Becoming last on my will's line
Can I just be me for a while?

Happyness's never stayed inside
but this is my highway's 33th mile
More then three decades of being aside

And so it is. I get it now
I want to see and I allow
This is my last and sacred vow

I used to feed from being accepted
Not owning love, but always rented
So strong inside despite knees bended

I step away from that
I'll figure out what
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