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I refuse to be a placeholder
I will not be some kind of settlement
You cannot play me like a yo-yo
Picking me up and putting me down
Choosing when I fit into your life
Without any concern for me.
I am a catch
The one who is worth the wait
I’m the prize at the end of the race
The thing that you strive to attain
And work to keep
The one that you do anything to get.
I will not be rag doll
Whom you toss to the side
That you beat up
Or forget about.
I am worth so much more than that
It’s not my fault that you missed out
Don’t come cry to me
When you wake up
And change your mind
You had your chance
You made your choice
And I’ve moved on.
That’s what happens
When a woman learns
Who she is
Knows her worth
And goes after what she wants.
She won’t settle.
She won’t look back.
She won’t dwell on the past.
Instead I will move on.
I will look forward.
I will leave you all
To just be distant memories
And nothing more than lesson’s learned.
I will not be a placeholder
Nor will I be someone to settle on.
I know my worth
I know what I want
And I will settle for nothing less.