when it is my time to be ruined
break me like a promise

sometimes
i wish you were the poet
because sometimes
i just want to be the poem

the only things i never outgrew
were the growing pains

there are some things i wish i could forget
like the calories in a stick of gum
or your phone number beneath my fingers

i wish i had said no to you
i think about it all the time

i can’t let [ it ] go
i wish i could forget
( if i don’t think about it, it won’t hurt.. right? )

i swear i had said no to you
maybe you just didn’t wanna hear it

i can still feel your hands on me
i wish i had made you listen
( pretending something didn’t happen doesn’t make it so )

i took pills instead of chances
i thought i was healed
but this is only the beginning

there’s no failing
it’s a process
slow progress is still progress

forgive yourself
keep going
keep g r o w i n g

hurt as long as you need to
hurt as LOUD as you need to