The only thing he was truly
Right about was that
I had terrible friends
When I met him.
My parents not far behind.
He knew I had
Nothing to fall back on,
And at the same time
He knew I was used
To picking myself up again
And dusting myself off.
It was second nature to me.
I did not depend on him.
I chose to move in with him.
I'll give him credit
Where it was due.
He realised how frustrating
It was for me to
Be stuck in a dead end job.
He was not
Fully conscious of
How hard hitting his
Moods and jokes were.
After work every day.
He would simmer down.
It was predictable,
And I learned how to cope with the routine.
I highlight all the bad times.
But I would not
Have stayed if I
Did not think there
Was a possibility
He would soften up or change.
I know I'm not an angel.
But I went off the
Rails as a teenager.
I can't be judged,
On one small snippet of my life.
I rebelled for a reason.