You're just the air I breathe,
No big deal.
Doesn't make a difference
To me.
I'm just a nobody,
Silent as I wander the halls
Of misfortune and misery,
But every nobody needs somebody.
You're just the foundation
For everything I attached my hopes onto.
And I know it sounds insane,
But there are crows lining up
On telephone wires.
And ravens picking at the grass--
Or it would be grass,
Save for the fire.
And I can hear the beat of war drums
Beating along with the calm surrender of your heart.
And little things like to eat away
At me and my heart,
Like the fact that I'm not good enough,
Or for a little while, you'll go away.
And I know I'm still a work in progress,
I'm just incomplete
I'm just unfinished
I'm just still working on it
And you're just there,
You just know
You just understand.
And my head aches
And the rooms spins
And you're just the air I need to breathe
I'm just a nobody
But I'm gonna be somebody
To someone
Someday.
****,
I just hope it's you.
"Just" is such a passive aggressive word.