It was never about 'getting better'
No, I was way beyond that point
See there's a character, values, strengths, weaknesses, beliefs
That shape who we are, how we act, and how we respond

Getting better would mean I'd have to erase the past somehow
To make myself less broken, more oblivious, and happier
All of which I know to be impossible to reverse

Getting better, it's definition has changed so drastically
That it means not being the person
The person I've become
And I know I might have been more likable, fun, and hopeful
Maybe I seemed like a better person than I am now

But if you think I need to be fixed
If you think I still need to 'get better'
Than you don't have any right to be in my life
Because this is who I am now

You have no idea how you look when your eyes light up with passion
Or when you come to me, confused about life
While you nervously laugh and squirm as if your skin wasn't yours
I have seen you when you were sad
I have seen you when you were angry
I have seen you with a mask
And I have seen you as you

Seeing you in whole I finally accept
That I love you more than I thought
All of it: The good, the bad, and the fear

Darling, you are an innocent, kind, caring kid
Your soul not tainted with the dark, cruel world
And you have not experienced what horrific things man can do
How long your mind can get lost
I think this is why I cannot bear to leave your side

Because you are my breath of fresh air
My light in the dark
You lead me to hope
And you cause me to have something to live for

But most of all
Being with you when we're laughing and talking
I forget about the pain
Maybe for one second or even an hour
You are the only thing, the only one who shines light in my eyes
Where I can't be in the dark or have any fears
Where my sorrow is burnt up and the world is but the past
My thoughts quiet down and the world is beautiful again
The light warms my face and your laughter sings in the night
As a smile curves on my face and air is almost bursting from my lungs

When I'm with you the pain disappears
Love fills my heart which bursts out to you
As you illuminate my cruel, hating world
I see the world
I see the people
Through those glasses of your's
And I think maybe, just maybe happiness might not be extinct after all

There's a centipede inside my heart
And it tears this ***** apart
For the bug is my pain
Sometimes it travels to my brain
Where the centipede might slither around
Causing more pain to the areas bound
It's this thing inside me, my heart and mind
It mangles my brain where dangerous thoughts are unkind
It shatters my heart leaving it broken and pained
And, from it, everyday I am drained
There's a centipede inside of me
All the torture, pain, and suffering, from it, I will never be free