burning in the shadows

i love you,
but you don't love shit.
how could you?
you weren't made for it.
you were made to run away,
sulk and hide,
made to scream and shout in the shadow of your pride,
clinging to your ways, with no change in sight,
without people around you to keep it bright.
self-imposed and deposed.
decomposing bit by bit.
go ahead, and do what you do best,
push people out and make them feel like shit.

this lesson is hard, but when will you learn,
in life you are the choices you make,
and all you do is burn.