I dont know how to tell you im broken,
Without feeling needy.

I dont know how to open up,
Without feeling judged.

I dont know how to cry,
When my scars feel like acid.

I just need you to see im hurting,
Without me telling you
Because my words are bleeding out
Of my mouth, waiting for you
To stitch me up and make me fine
Although i know thats not your job.
And your better off without me.

I just need you to see me
One last time.