Done obsessing.
What a blessing.
No need for guessing.
No one is messing.

Done with guilt.
There’s so much I built.
Structure tall; it doesn’t tilt.
My rhymes read with a lilt.

Done with you.
I outgrew.
Yes, it’s true.
I see right through.

No more broken heart.
I’ve become too smart.
Developing my art.
I can tear you apart.