Granted — Summary

Sam MAngry

Sometimes I think you take me for granted You say you don't Every day you're angry For no reason Don't you think that maybe with your little perfect life And your little perfect friends Maybe one of them can be your punching bag today Day by day I take your hits Do you ever take mine? No I can't even talk to you anymore I have to turn to her And that makes you angry But why You caused this yourself Not me Maybe for once you should look in the mirror and see who you really are Maybe one day you'll notice what you do to me But maybe just maybe It'll be too late And I'll be done When that raging fire burns out in your soul And you finally notice I'm not there anymore You'll finally realize how alone I felt Even though you were right next to me

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Sam M's "Granted" is a frustrated, hurting address to someone close to the speaker, a person who keeps taking their anger out on them. The speaker feels used and overlooked. They absorb "hits" day after day, while the other person never seems to notice, or return the favor. The line "I have to turn to her" suggests the speaker has found comfort in someone else, and that this only makes the other person angrier, though the speaker insists the blame lies with them.

The mood moves from bitter and defensive to sad and warning. Early on, the speaker's sarcasm about a "little perfect life" has a sharp edge. Later the tone softens into something quieter: a hope that the other person will finally "look in the mirror," mixed with the fear that it may come too late. The last two lines land hardest. The loneliness the speaker describes isn't about being physically apart, but about feeling unseen while someone sits right beside them.

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