If my words I wrote down to you today were clothes, I would be naked.
For what I wrote I put my heart and soul in,
My words were my backbone,
So I guess now I'm missing the most important parts.

I'm ripped apart because you made me vulnerable,
I gave you all I have and you through it away,
I had to go dumpster diving for my broken pieces,
But now you wonder why I don't speak deeply to you anymore,
And my doubt in myself doesn't "inspire" you,
For now I keep my mouth shut.

I only seem to mumble the words I wish to speak in the back of my head,
And now it's time for me to leave this world, for now I'm no longer needed.