sleep it off, we're broken people
and I keep breaking people, don't I,
it was not your fault but mine, and it was your heart
on the line, I really ****** it up this time
didn't I my dear? I keep ******* myself up,
but I know I can't keep entertaining shattered dreams
and the idea of shattering them
the age of romanticizing pain is over,
no one wants someone who is tragically broken
everyone wants everyone else to be whole
so they can help themselves be whole
so all I can do is stop feeling sorry for myself
it's time for me to glue my **** back together
and move on with my life
so eventually I can help other people
glue their **** back together too
I can't care about you until I am whole and glued
my cup runneth over but only once it's full,
and it's about time to collect my own **** rainwater.