Self - Fulfilling Prophecy

Did I hope that

You’d hurt me to find

Everything that I believed about myself

Wasn’t just a lie

Did I set up

A mind fuck for you

Just to leave you wanting out and wishing it weren’t

Are you still the little boy who’s family broke his heart?

Am I still the little girl who’s left out in the  dark?

Shot myself right in the foot as I was walking into your house

You never did check on me I

Half expected it not to work out  and

I predicted everything confirmed every last bit it’s haunting

Is it me? or is it me?

A Self fulfilling  prophecy

What a classic trope, I’m such joke,

I’m full time proving myself so disposable

I know it all and nothing gonna say I’m wrong

I’m still a little sad puppy whose first love shredded up her heart

And you’re still the guy who thinks he’ll stay but leaves when things get hard  

alter my reality and make myself the target

I am the fatality and I’m left here to bargain

Is it me is it me is it me is it me is it me or is it me