Cut me open
Tear out my soul
I can't seem to find the use
Of anything anymore
Everything just hurts
She tells me to allow myself to feel emotions I already feel too much
She tells me to accept what I've long ago accepted
That doesn't mean it hasn't still come to play inside my head
And that does not mean I haven't accepted reality
I accept it and try to get it to **** off
It never really does though
And that's just me,
That's just me in my not so subsiding self-pity
You don't really have a clue how much I hurt
How much I feel
Feb 13, 2017
Feb 13, 2017 at 1:15 PM UTC
Cut me open
Tear out my soul
I can't seem to find the use
Of anything anymore
Everything just hurts
She tells me to allow myself to feel emotions I already feel too much
She tells me to accept what I've long ago accepted
That doesn't mean it hasn't still come to play inside my head
And that does not mean I haven't accepted reality
I accept it and try to get it to **** off
It never really does though
And that's just me,
That's just me in my not so subsiding self-pity
You don't really have a clue how much I hurt
How much I feel
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