Looking out for others can be good sometimes but not always. There are people who like to take your kindness for weakness, that is sad, this is a turning point.
I cannot continue to help you while you hurt me, while you put me down. Yes, it will be painful to let go but I must. This is a turning point, no more of this, helping you with tears in my eyes and a smile on your face thinking how you treat me is funny, it’s game to you.
It seems the more I help and be there holding on to past love the more I hurt, hurting myself by accepting this. But baby this here is my turning point, my turning point, my turning point.
It is time. It is over, I am moving on. I choose me, again I CHOOSE ME.
My turning point.
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When shit gets tough, you have to Figure it out It don’t matter if you can do it or not Figure it out Feeling like everyone, the world is against you Figure it out Feeling weak, unable, unstable, lost Still Figure it out Weather it’s the highs or the lows Figure it out Smile on your face Or Tears in your eyes Figure it out No mater what Figure it out No matter what direction you take Figure it out What life is about Making a way we have No choice but too Figure it out Right?