I made my bed and now I must lye in it

Go ahead and whisper about why I do it

Why I choose to stay?

It's simple

You don't know me

I've looked for the best in people

Yet they don't see the beautiful whispers he lays at my side

At my worst times, he's picked up the pieces

I've let him in so deep that I couldn't erase him from my body even if I wanted to

Call it toxic

Maybe even weak

But I get to decide

Guess that's what makes it my choice and whatever consequences come my way