How is it that one word from your lips Reduces me to the child I once was Instead of the strong woman That I'm striving to be? How is it that one doubt crosses my mind And suddenly you make it a reality? Without meaning to hurt me You reduce me to tears. How is that you can pick up on My insecurities no matter how hard I try To hide them from your knowing sight, Yet you prey on them on accident? How is it that just as I was starting to believe In the woman you saw me to be, You change your mind and suddenly I'm back to square one? You tell me... How is it?
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