Here We Go Again

You want to give me another lecture;
you pull up a chair,
and I hide behind closed eyes.

I’m tired of hearing
the same thing over and over.

I try to rub the headache away.

And you remind me that
you know what’s best for me
and think you can slip by my defensiveness
with false compliments.

But I have tuned you out already.

You tell me that all I do is wrong
and that I’ve changed
and he’s changing me.

And maybe you’re right
and maybe he is.

But he’s shaping me
into a better person,
and you don’t even see it.

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Inspired by: “How to Save a Life” by the Fray

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