"It Gets Better."

"It Gets Better."

Ulises Vargas

May 29, 2025

How do I know, if things are getting better? (Where’s the breakup note?)

Where did you go, if I’m doing better? (What’d you do with my hope?)

When I’m alone, is this my space to grow? (I catch myself in frowns)

You’re gone and I’m home, but I feel better on my own (is this progress I’ve shown?)

I look inside my own spirit (what’s there to see?)

And find it’s holes you’ve left behind (who have I been?)

My mind cooks with thoughts of… (… save my life)

So I had to learn to be happy (time stewed my mind)

True love burns a while (white ash sparks brightly every while)

I walked the red carpet a mile (“Why won’t you smile?”)

I found myself in the rubble of us (… but there’s no you)

I don’t want this couple thing anymore (I want a significant other)

I can find peace on my own (it gets better)

You won’t talk openly anymore (pistol in your sweater)

I’m like your secret, you wish I was a whore (hunk of flesh, but I am more)

I don’t need your thin love for me (it’s not comforting)

I can keep me, myself company (another me)

I won’t be someone’s property (their little trophy)

I’m me, and I trust myself and me (get out my life)

I don’t need someone at this time, (thanks, I’m fine)

But thanks for calling my line (your gesture is kind)

I’m sprawling in the lily field (out the cocoon, I’ve peeled)

And falling into pretty petals (forget the walls and labels)

I’m me, and that’s fine; 

I’m free, and it’s my time.