when you're gone it'll be easier for me
easier for me to cry at night, undisturbed and unheard
it'll be easier for me to pull at my scalp and gnaw at my fingers
when you're gone it'll be easier for me to fall into old habits
the habits that no one else cared to look for
habits that left holes in my legs and rips on my arms
when you're gone it'll be easier for me to tear myself apart
piece by piece
tear by tear
silently, once again, I'll scratch at my feet and stomp on my heart
when you're gone I'll be fine
I was always fine
just fine
Aug 19, 2020
Aug 19, 2020 at 4:26 PM UTC
when you're gone it'll be easier for me
easier for me to cry at night, undisturbed and unheard
it'll be easier for me to pull at my scalp and gnaw at my fingers
when you're gone it'll be easier for me to fall into old habits
the habits that no one else cared to look for
habits that left holes in my legs and rips on my arms
when you're gone it'll be easier for me to tear myself apart
piece by piece
tear by tear
silently, once again, I'll scratch at my feet and stomp on my heart
when you're gone I'll be fine
I was always fine
just fine
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