The Fighter

All they did was put you in difficult situation.

You stood there and fought though it like you've seen it many times before.

Thats what makes you strong.

You can stand there and tell me I'm wrong.

You can keep believing I'm the strong one.

The truth is I'm not I don't fight my battles.

I shy away and wait for someone to fight them for me.

Ultimately you did that for me.

You fought my battles.

I continued to let you do that all these years.

Even though you weren't fit to take on anything else.

You took my problems and acted like you didn't have any of your own.

How horrible and selfish for a friend to notice this and still have you fight for them.

I know its too late to say this because you've already broken down.

I hope in the future you think of yourself; not me or anybody else.

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