You Are Bad at Drawing

You drew us on paper.
What-a-courageous-act.
I suppose you were right on the money;
you did mention once how [I] "made you feel safe."

I threw it away.
It's in the garbage now.

And to clarify,
it's not because I needed to forget.

That is the difference
between you and I,

while I stay true to myself;
you favor the lie.