I’m Only Holding You Back.

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I’m Only Holding You Back. 

Ulises Vargas

November 3, 2025. 


I don’t mean to bring you down with me 

Sorry to say, I’m not always considerate 

That you could find out, or of the tears you might shed 

I can’t be myself and be the best for you all at once 

I want what’s best for you, and its not me 

I want us, but that’s selfish of me 

Think of your health, and let go of the pain I bring


Your voice sounds drained when we talk;

Your eyes sag just that much lower;

What’s left of your friends, they hear more complaints;

Sleep misses you, and you miss it,

So, I’m sorry for taking so much from you 

Go find someone not so demanding, who’ll give everything 


Stop making time for me, and do what you love; 

Forget my birthday, and don’t worry about presents; 

Explore the world, and only pack for one;

Burn my old letters that tie you down 


Listen: I’m not worth it, really 

Don’t waste your time here 

There’s plenty of better options for you 

You deserve someone better:

Someone who’s not me 

Someone who doesn’t need your help

Please, just go 


I won’t hold you back anymore 


Do all the great things I know you can 


Be whoever you want to be 


Just don’t let me drag you away from all of that 


Why are you still here, listening? 


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