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I don't let myself do a lot of things

Because the repercussions 

I've let people into my soul

There they felt whole

Made their self at home

Moved things around to there liking 

Nothing was the way i left it

But i still let it

Lost sense of my purpose 

Thinking maybe you can change it

Give me something to live for because I've come up with nothing 

So i let it

As time went past 

The more they wanted the more i gave

But when i needed something to hold on to their answers were vague

Left in pain

Countless nights questioning if i was sane

That's when confusion came

Fights and miscommunication daily 

Looking for god asking him to save me

As i tried to rebuild my soul the only thing i discovered was that i made a decision 

I let them do it

No questions asked 

Even though i don't regret it

I wonder if i should have let it