Taking care of myself doesnt come naturally. 
Cutting ties and removing myself from the situations I know will hurt me.

Its hard for me to deny forgivness.
Even to those who least deserve it. 

You call me weak, but I see myself differntly. 

Made brave by the way the world has treated me. 

I have let go of those who have hurt me. 
But I continue to love them fiercely.

Protecting myself isnt easy. 
But neither is loosing myself to heartbreak.