Toxic

I isolate
And I'm not sorry
Because sometimes I'm always so sorry 
For things that I never do wrong
And I become a doormat
So when I push people away
It's because I'm taking time to love me
Or because a certain thing
Or person
Is toxic to my happiness
And I know that if there's something in my life that is hurting me,
It's better that I learn to live without it,
Than to learn to live with it
 
-m.c.-

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