Mistaken

Mistakes are made
but why?

The lessons I've learned,
I'll be sure to apply.

One day maybe,
you'll look back and see.

Why exactly it was that you lost me.

It was when I stopped mattering,
that everything started shattering.

I can make my choices,
not mirroring yours.

I'm not the little girl I was,
who would blindly adore.

I see you for what you are,
and I hate it.

You don't care enough to change,
so why don't you just quit?

I don't need you,
and I speak for just myself.
It's now your move,
But I won't be waiting on the shelf.